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"Enjoy yourself -- every

is a good day."

day

ANONYMOUS,

above

MIAMI

ground

1981

A PROLOGUE

crawls up the screen -- with Narrator.

NARRATOR
In May 1900, Fidel Castro -- in an
effort to normalize relations with
the Carter Administration -- opened
the harbor at Mariel, Cuba with the
apparent intention of letting some
of his people join their relatives
in the United States. Within seventytwo hours, 3,000 U.S. boats were headed
for Cuba.
In the next few weeks, it
became evident that Castro was forcing
the boat owners to carry back with
them not only their relatives but the
dregs of his jail population. 3y the
time the port was closed 125,000
'Marielitos' had landed in Florida.
An estimated 25,000 had criminal
records.
This is the story of that
minority -- those they call 'Los
Bandidos.'
The prologue is shredded diagonally by the blade of a
stilleto and in the empty black void we:
CUT TO
Opening Montage - Documentary
2

THE

Footage:

DISEMBARKATION

from the harbor in Mariel, Cuba. Vessels of every nature,

waving masses, demonstrations....
;
I
I

i7
,
1

THE

CROSSING

Sun and storm.

THE LANDING - KEY WEST

The flag of the
ragged coastline
fishing trawlers
Beautiful" -type

United States. Choppers swooping over the

of the Keys. Emerald waters dotted with
and pleasure craft, an "America the
Immigration theme surging over 'this.

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THE

PROCESSING

Long lines.
Immigration and Nationalization Officials,
customs, Public Health, FBI, Church and Relief Organizations.
Babies bawling, arguments over paperwork, refugees being
interviewed by TV news, people crying, people eating,
families huddled on floors...chaos.
The
6
and
7

music

theme

continuing

in

stately

calm

as we:
CUT TO
INT. OFFICE - PROCESSING HALL - AFTERNOON - A FULL
CLOSEUP OF TONY MONTANA

6
ant
7

the scar-faced one, in the young angry prime of his life.

We dwell first on the scar which he likes to scratch now and
then.
We move to the eyes, pure in their fury.
Finally we
encompass the face -- the face of a man about to explode -muscle, tissue, brain -- a man willing to live or die and
on the increment of a moment, inflict or receive either one.
He is clothed in rags crossed with holes, his shoes broken
cardboard, his hair unkempt, his complexion sallow from
prison.
Over

this:
Okay

so

what

do

VOICE #1 (0.8.)
you call yourself?
VOICE #2 (0.6.)

Corn0 se llama?
MONTANA
Tony Montana...you?
Where'd
Tony?

you

VOICE #1
learn to speak

(X)
the

English,

MONTANA
Sailor.
My old man -- he was American.
Bum.
I always know, y'know, one day I
I see all the
gonna come to America.
movies....
VOICE #l
So where's your old man now?
He's

dead.

He

(Xl

MONTANA
died.
Somewhere....
VOICE #1

Mother?
TONY
She's

dead

too.
CONTINUED

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11/22/82

CONTINUED

6
ant
7

and

7
What kind
Tony?

VOICE #2
work you do in

of

TONY
This.
That.
The Army.
struction work....

Cuba,

Some

con-

VOICE #2
Unhunh.
Got any family in the
Tony? Cousins, brother-in-law?
TONY
(a beat)
Nobody.
Everybody's

NO.

Y'ever
Me

been

jail?

dead.

MAN #I
jail, Tony?

in

No

States,

TONY
way.

We now reveal three men in civilian clothing in the dark

afternoon light of the little room. Actually it's a
plywood office somewhere in the processing hall and we hear
the din from the hall over the question and answer.
Two of
the men sit around a desk, the Third Man stands in a corner,
staring at Tony, the most authoritative-looking of the
three.

You

Yeah,

MAN #l
(checking
off a list)
been in a mental hospital,
TONY
(grinning)
in the boat coming

Tony?

over.

MAN #1
How 'bout homosexuality, Tony? You.
like men, y'like to dress up like a
woman?
TONY
(to Man #2)
Never tried it. What the fuck's wrong
with this guy, what's he think I am?
Just
The

voices

of

answer
the

men

the

MAN #2
questions,

remain

cool

(X)

Tony.
and

collected

throughout.

CONTINUED

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and
7

4
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ant

Fuck

NO

TONY
(to Man #l)
no.

Arrested?

Rev. 11/22/82

MAN #1
Vagrancy? Marijuana?
TONY
Nothing.

Never.

..NO.

His eye movements are rapid (over shoulders, sides, doors)

and he does a lot of touching -- objects -- lightly with the
tips of the fingers. Man #3 is stepping forward out of the
shadows.
So

where'd

you

MAN #3
get the
TONY

beauty

scar?

This?..
(scratching the
scar, shrugs)
I was a kid. You should
other kid.
(a grim chuckle)

see

the

MAN #3
And

this?

He holds up Tony's hand and indicates the tattoo between

thumb and second finger -- a heart with the word "Madre"
scaled through it.
Oh

that

was

for

T O N Y
my sweetheart.

MAN #3
Sweetheart?
(to the
other men)
We been seeing more and more of these.
It's some kinda
code these guys used
in the can. Pitchfork means an assassin
or something. This one's new...You
want to tell us, Montana or you want to
take a little trip to the detention
center?
TONY
Hey, so I was in the can once for
buying dollars. Big deal.
CONTnmED

the

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--

6
and
7

11/22/82

CONTINUED - 3

That's
Some
What'd
outta

Hey,

6
am
7
pretty

MAN.#3
funny, Tony.

Canadian

TONY
tourist....

MAN #3
you mug him first?
here!
(starts to
walk out)

Get

him

TONY

so I fuck Castro, what's it to

you? You a Communist or something?
How would you like it they tell you
all the time what to think, what to
do, you wanna be like a sheep, like
everybody else. Baa baa? Puta!
You
want a stoolie on every block? You
wanna work eight hours a day and you
never own nothing? I ate octopus three
times a day, fucking octopus is coming
out my ears, fuckin' Russian shoes are
eating through my feet. Whaddaya want?
You want me to stay there? Hey, I'm
no little whore, I'm no stinking thief!
Im Tony Montana and I'm a political
prisoner here from Cuba and I want my
fucking 'Human Rights' just like
President Jimmy Carter says, okay?...
Silence.
it falls

There's a certain eloquence to the mans plea

on disbelieving ears. One of them chuckles.
MAN #l
Carter should see this human right.
He's good. Hes very good.
What do
you say Harry?
MAN #3
(walking out)
I.. 'Freedomtown.'
Let them
look at him.
A long look.

take

CONTINUED

but

7-

ix:

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P-

6
and
7

CONTINUED

- 4
TONY
Hey, that's okay, too, Harry. No
hard feelings.

6
ant
7

Man #3 at the door stops, looks back.

TONY
Send me here, send me there. This.
That. Nothing you can do to me
Harry, Castro didn't do -- nothing....
That taunting smile on Tony's lips as, to the music of the
immigration theme, we:
DISSOLVE TO
7-A

WT. FEDERAL BUS - HOUR LATER

7-P

The bus is packed with the harder-looking refugee-types.

The noise
The windows are caged and we see INS guards.
level is high, like a sack of monkeys.
Manny (Manolo) Ribera's got his feet up on an empty seat.
(X)
He's big, strong, handsome, with dashing darkly feminine
eyes -- younger than Tony, and dapper in his cheap clothing.
He's eating a Baby Ruth candy bar.

Seat's taken.
TONY
So I'll sit in your lap.
Tony pushes his feet off, sits. He takes the Baby Ruth out
of Manny's hand, peels out the bar of chocolate, then
returns the empty wrapper to Manny,
TONY
So what'd you tell them?
I told them what you told me to tell
them.
I told them I was in sanitation in Cuba.
.TONY
I told
I didn't tell you sanitation.
you to tell them you was in a sanitarium, not sanitation.
The bus pulling out now.
CONTINUED

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CONTINUED

7-A

Is that what you told me?..You didn't

tell me that.
TONY
You know if you hadn't opened your
mouth, they woulda thought you were
a horse.
I told you to tell them you
had TB and was cured.

Fuck
You
you

7-B

EXT.
of

MIAMI
Miami

you

Tony....

did nothing
in Cuba.

FROM

as, to

TONY
right.

I shoulda

left

BUS - ESTABLISHING SHOT

the

music

of

7-B

the Immigration

theme,

we:

DISSOLVE TO
8

INT. TONY'S TENT - FREEDOMTOWN

A

movie

- NIGHT

(SIX

MONTHS

LATER)

projector...

. . . the
face of Bogart -- unshaven, paranoid.
Were watching
a badly damaged 16 mm print of The Treasure of the Sierra Madre.
It's near the end of the film and he's alone, talking
to himself just before the bandits get him....

The rag-tag audience is noisily yammering back at the screen,

the camera moving past Manny Ray, chewing gum, hair slicked,
eyes in cat-like repose...to Tony, enrapt, eyes like an
eleven year old, mouth hanging open.
BOGART
Conscience.
Conscience.
What a thing.
Xf you believe you've got a conscience,
'itll pester you to death.
But if you
don't believe you've got one, what can
it do to you? Makes me sick so much
talking and fussing about nonsense.
Time to go to sleep.
(closes his eyes
but not for long)
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TO

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INT. TENT - LATER THATNIGHT

Tony is moving down 23rd Street, the walk proud and jungle
in the rock of the hips and the cast of the shoulders -now accompanied by his handsome compadre, Manny
TONY
That Bogart, Chico, hunh?
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Fucking

crazy, hunh!

TONY
That gold dust blowing in the wind.
Y'see Manny, he's always looking
over his shoulder. Hunh?
Like me....
He hunches, darting exaggerated looks over his shoulder,
imitating Bogart. Manny laughs. In his black shirt with
zig-zag dots and colors and the baggy pants and sunglasses,
Tony's starting to look American. He's even got himself a
pop button pinned to his shirt that says "Fuck Off and Die."
And hi6 English rolls faster off his tongue, his confidence
more pronounced.
TONY
I . . don't

trust

nobody.

Yeah all that gold, hunh -- I guess

you get 60 crazy you never trust nobody no more.
TONY
Never happen to me, Chico.
That's one
thing I never gonna be. I never gonna

be crazy like that.

Yeah, how do you know....
TONY
I know.
I don't know.

Sometime6

you

crazy,

too, Tony.
Assholes,

TONY
I go crazy.

You

Manny,

never go crazy with you. You're

like my brother, I love you!
Yeah,

sure.
TONY

Hey,

c'mon.

playfully punches Manny and they walk on into

humid night, intersecting a young punk, Chi-Chi.

Tony

CONTINUED

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Hey

CHI-CHI
(to Manny;
Spanish)
Manny.

Oye

Chi-Chi, what's

going

down.

CHI-CHf
Usual shit.
Want some peanuts?
Pago's
carrying tonight.
I don't
it....

know,

I get all fucked

up on

CHI-CHI
Want some new snatch? A pussycat
name of Yolanda just rolled onto the
Boulevard --Oh

yeah, what

she

look

like?

CHI-CHI
She look like you 'cept she got a
snatch.
A

real

You're

snatch?
not

CHI-CHI
kidding.
It

talks.

As they chatter, Tony moves on with a movement of the head

for Manny.
"Later."
He's in the middle of the "Boulevard" where a bustling black
market in toiletries, clothing, cigarettes, and transvestites is conducted nightly in the harsh glare of barrack
neon.
He ambles past a bunch of young guys throwing a Frisbee,
past a "Viva Carter!" proclamation in graffiti....
TRANSVESTITE
(passing)
What about you sugar -- you wanna
party?

Yeah

TONY
(passing her)
with whose cock,

honey?
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TO

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EXT. FREEDOMTOWN
Tony,

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(X)

five

2nd

Rev. 11/22/82

GROUNDS - NIGHT

minutes

later,

in

10

phone

booth, in

the

middle

of

a bank of them, dozens of Marielietos pressing to get in,

trying

still

to

contact

somebody

--

anybody

--

on

the

outside.

Tony is dialing, his eyes shifting down to the telephone

number written in pencil on the back of a snapshotAs he

finishes the number, he flips the snapshot over and we see
a young girl, about thirteen years old, dark, tiny, fiery,
standing together with a dog and Tony, early twenties, in
shadow, the fringes of the photo heavily tattered with
handling.
Tony stares at it, his mind drifting as the phone
rings in a distant place. A brief moment of repose we have
not yet seen in Tony.
Someone

picks

expression

up

alters

the

to

phone. An older woman's Voice.

uncertainty.

Yes? ..Hello?..Who

His

VOICE
is this?

Tony changes his mind, hangs up.

Pause. The faces of those
in line peer in, the next party raps on the door, but Tony
ignores it, slips the snapshot back into the wallet in his

pants, then at his own pace, exits the phone booth.

He walks a few beats, his eyes pensive.
somebody

in

another

phone

booth

and

goes

Then recognizes
over.

Angel Frenandez has got the face of one, as he argues on

the phone, then hangs up, a desolate look on his face, a

worn phone book in his hand.

TONY

Angel, how ya doin'?

ANGEL
You know how many goddamn Fernandezes

are living in fucking Union City? And

I gotta call every fucking one of 'em
to find my brother!
TONY
(in

passing)

Don't waste your dime, Chico.

know your brother hates you.

You

ANGEL
Go

Manny

catches

fuck
up

yourself,
to

Tony.

Tony.
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TONY
Whatcha hanging around with that
hustler for?
Hey

Chi-Chi's

okay,

he

hears

things,

TONY
What's
Angel

comes

he

over,

hear

don't

hear.

listens.

He hears we got problems. Immigration is having these hearings,

y ' know? And they're saying nine
out of ten of us is gonna get
shipped
back!
TONY
Oh

yeah?

Yeah.

And a lotta shit just went

down at Indiantown Gap. In
Pennsylvania.
Riots, fires, broken
heads.. -things are gonna pop here.
TONY
Shit,

I coulda

told you that.

Yeah, so what do you think the

immigration's

gonna

do

when

we

riot? You think they're gonna let

us out? They're gonna throw away
the key, that's what.

ANGEL
Oh

shit!

What's I say. This

gonna end bad, muchachos....

is

TONY

I tell youguys this isn't Cuba

Hey,
here, this is the United States.
They got nothing but lawyers here.
We're on the television. We're in
the newspapers. Whatta they gonna
do -- ship us back to Cuba? Castro
-- he don't want us. Nobody no
place wants us so whatta they gonna
do -- put us in a gas chamber so all
the people can see? They're stuck
with us, Chico
go!

-- they

gotta

let

us

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c0NT1NuED

- 2
Yeah, well, what if
another six months,

we gotta
hunh?

sit

here

TONY
You worry too much, mi hermano.
Like
the man says, 'when you got 'em by
the balls, their hearts and minds gonna
follow' --hunh?
Tony

winks

and

walks

off.

The radio is playing hard rock, something like Blondie or

Benatar from the stoop of a nearby barrack.
Tony loves the
sound and swings into it, snapping his fingers and rolling
his hips like Presley. He back-peddles, smiling at Manny
and Angel.
TONY
(in awful
imitation)
'Oh yeah America! Love-to
baby, oh yeah!'

love

you
CUTTO

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12

EXT. PLAYING FIELD - DAY - TWO WEEKS LATER

Camera on Tony shuffling and feinting a soccer ball in al
impromtu game; he's covered with sweat, tires a fancy mo\
around a younger kid who not only steals the ball away fl
him but manages to lay him flat on his face.
TONY
(lying there)
Aw fuck....
The game, leaving
Qye !

him

Tony!

behind,

shifts

downfield.

C'mon!

Mamy, just arrived at the edge of the field, waves him o

Tony, getting up, brushing himself off, walks off the fie
towards him.
ANGEL
(at a distance)
Hey Tony where ya going?
TONY
I got better-things to do.
Chicken

liver,

ANGEL
hunh?

TONY
(to Manny)
Yeah?
(looking zd)
Let's

walk.

They walk.
You ready for the good news, cone?
TONY
Yeah.
MANNY
We can be outta here in thirty days.
Not only that. We got a green card
and a job in Miami! Hunh? We're
made, Chico, we're made?
TONY
Yeah, whadda we gotta do, go to
Cuba and hit the Beard or what?
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14

CONTINUED

12

Angel is walking towards them.

Tony signals him.

(shakes his
head)
Forget it. Oh yeah -- there's a
hundred greenbacks in it, For both
of us.
TONY
(enthusiastic)
Hey you're kidding, that's great!
But Manny, you tell your guys Angel
gets out with us.
As Rebenga, in long-lensed closeup, nervously smokes a
cigarette, eyes roving as the guard examines his papers.
CUT TO
13

MONTAGE - THE RIOT - FREEDOMTOWN - DAY

13

The visuals are swift, dispassionate and documentary-like.

The refugees storm the barbed wire at the main gate,
carrying bricks and wooden slats.
ALL
(in unison)
Libertad!
Libertad!
14

NATIONAL GUARDSMEN AND STATE POLICE

14

form ranks outside.

15

15

REFUGEES
flee through a hole in the fence.

16

GUARDS
move on them, wielding

17

SEVERAL

clubs.

REFUGEES

17

are scooting down a highway.

POLICE DOGS
on chains are glimpsed.

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19

15

REFUGEES

15

throw stones and debris from the rooftop of a barrack.

20

REBENGA
a

21

cigarette

his

nervously

mouth,

hurries

into

barrack.
21

him,

signals....

INSIDE - REFUGEES
are

pulling

Others
23

in

ANGEL
tracks

22

2C

THE

22

apart

set

fire

POLICE

AND

their

to

beds, going for the wooden slats.

their

mattresses.

GUARDS

23

are moving through the gates, restoring order. Loudspeakers

blast.
Injured refugees lie bleeding on the grounds.
24

AN

ENTIREBARRACK

24

now goes up in flames.

25

INSIDE
A

THE

BARRACK

bewildered

Emilio

25
Rebenga

grabs

his

papers

and

valuables.

Manny runs up on him.

Rebenga sees him, senses danger,
his satchel, intersecting other
Manny

flees
down the aisle
panicked refugees.

with

follows.

Rebenga stumbles into a

then runs on.
Into the
Scarface
now appears --

bed frame, shatters his glasses,

smoke and flame.
Out of which
in his killing wrath.
TONY

Rebenga!
Rebenga snaps to the sound

of the voice.
TONY

From

(Spanish)
the friends you

fucked!
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CONTINUED

25

The work is fast. The stiletto punches nine quick holes in

his lungs and his heart.. .And the figure of death is gone.

, -~-

. . .And Emilio Rebenga staggers wildly in the smoke, uncomprehending eyes encased in broken glasses Sinking out of frame.
26

EXT. FREEDOMTOWN - DAY

The riot is over.
the aftermath.

26

The grounds are still, smoke and debris

DISSOLVE TO

2.7

INT. PROCESSXNG

ROOM - DAY - A MONTH LATER

27

An Immigration Officer passes a sheaf of documents across a

desk into a pair of hands. The camera gliding along a
Green Card pinned to the top of the stack.
It says "ANTHONY MONTANA" and it has picture and stamps.
It's official, as the camera moves with triumphant
immigration theme music.to the face of Mr. Montana
examining quite contentedly the rewards of his efforts.
End of montage.

Music

continues.
DISSOLVE To

27-A

EXT. DOWNTOWN MIAMI - SUNNY DAY

27-A

The new Miami is rising UbiqUitOUSly above Biscayne Bay,

the camera moving past blossoming skyscrapers, workmen,
huge cranes, glass, mirrors booming upwards into a
beautiful blue Florida sky, fleeced with perfectly white
clouds.. .past a giant billboard:
HOW

ABOUT

MILLION

DOLLAR

LOAN?

COME TALK TO US...

AT

THE

BANCO

DE

MIAMI...

TODAY!
Past banks of glass (Caribank, Banco
Amerifirst)....

de Venezuela,

Insert a car sticker going by with the image of the

American flag and the reminder: "WilI. the last American
leaving Miami please bring flag?"
Tony and MaMy bop al.oig the street in their hand-me-down
clothes, oogling the chicas and the bodegas (in a plush
Cars.
modern area of Miami). Boats. Buildings.
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CONTINUED

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TONY
(looking
around)
J3oy -- can you believe this place
.'
Chico?
(Spanish)
they weren't

Man,

See

kidding

TONY
(pointing to
a little old
man walking
towards them)
that old guy over

around.

there?

Yeah.
TONY
Millionaire.
How

do

you

know?

TONY
Go over there. Ask him gimme some
money.
He'll give you the silver
right outta his pants -- that's
America man, that's what they do
here.
(almost
believing)
Yeah? Hey Tony catch this tomato.
(adjusting
his pants)
Ooooh baby doll...(*SEE NOTE)
A hot Cuban
them with a

Hey

girl in heels
female friend.

baby

what

comes
(*SEE

TONY
you say?

down the
NOTE)

(*SEE

sidewalk

towards

NOTE)

She looks at him like he was the last thing in the world
she'd say anything to.
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27-A

Tony waves her off, then changes his mind and runs up
behind her and throws up her skirt and peeks at her ass.
Before she can react, he hops away laughing as the two
Cuban girls ad-lib Spanish expletives at him.
Bey that's not cool, man. You wanna
score one of these chicks, watch
me. Mira!
He wiggles his tongue up and down, fast like a small
whirring motor part, then slips it back into his mouth in
the flick of an eye.
TONY

...the fuck was #at?

You didn't see it?
You weren't
looking.
Hey you gotta watch for it.
Does it again, quickly; it looks like a baby robin's head
peeking out of a nest iin his teeth, then it's gone.
TONY

What the hell's that for -- eating

bugs?
That's disgustin'.
You think so hunh? Well you don't
When
know shit 'bout chicks Chico.
they see this, they know. They go
crazy.
They don't resist me.
Does it again. Tony tries but lacks the speed and agility,
provoking Manny's laughter. Many double checks himself in a
shop window.
(doing
it again)
Takes practice, mi sangre, but they
just love it when you flop that
pussy with it....
Oooh...cono!

TONY
How 'bout that one?

Pointing to a tall, cool blonde across the avenue.

No problem.

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EXT. MIAMI SHOPPING STREET - DAY

27-B

Tony walks right out into the avenue, sticking .out his arm
and stopping traffic. Cars honk angrily but he couldn't
give a shit.
Come

TONY

on?

Manny follows as Tony now moves across the opposite lane, a

car screeching to a halt in front of him.
TONY
(points)
Okay Rober Retfor,
The

blonde

has

paused

to

strut your stuff.

look

in

Manny stops alongside, pretends to

her eyes, he flicks his tongue.

shop
look.

window.
When he catches

She looks at him, confused, then back into the window.

Manny look back at Tony, winks, sidles closer to her.

Tony,

waiting off to the side, catches the gaze of a somber

child, four, toddling along with it's'mom.
Be makes his
own version of a funny face at the kid who looks back at
him puzzled. Tony produces another face.
The kid now
smiles.
The mother looks over.
Tony shrugs.
She smiles
and moves along.
Meanwhile,

Manny

has

moved

close

to

the

blonde

and

something,

suggests

his eyebrows raising, the smile crooked. It

takes a moment, then the blonde smacks him across the face
and

Tony

walks
walks

away.
over

to

him,

mocking.

TONY
Pobre hijo de puta -- you got it all
mixed up. This country first you
gotta get the money, then you get
the power and when you got the
power, then you get the women -- and
then, Chico, you got the world by
the balls. Por 10s conjones.

There you go talking bit again man.

You don't know shit about the world.
Who was it got us the green card,
who got us the friends with the
connections, hunh -- who's getting
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c0NT1NuED
MANNY (Cont'd)
us a job? You or me? Not you man.
You lucky you have any friends. You
lucky to have me as a friend....
As

they walk

off, back

Yeah,

so

to camera.

(Xl

TONY

(X)

where's

this

job?

Don't push men, my friends

take care of everything.

LITTLE
on

HAVANA

Southwest

RESTAURANT - LITTLEHAVANA
8th

Street.

nCalle

(Xl

gonna
CUT

28

27-B

TO

- NIGHT

Ocho"....

The parking lot is crammed with Moby Dick-size cars and

casual Cubans in sports clothes bunched in conversations
around their wheels or at the ice cream stand.
The inside is a brightly lit glitterdome with fancy mirrors
and chandelier effects, Spanish in influence, and every
table is taken.
It combines the social functions of a
family restaurant, cafe, tourist haunt and late-night
watering hole for various beasts of prey.
The waitresses move like well-oiled troops along the paths
to the kitchen, turning the tables at a speedy rate. The
camera following past the pots and the pans and the steam
and the yelling cooks -- to the deepest, darkest recess of
this dungeon....
. . . To reveal Tony Montana stubbing
grease off the pots and
Manny Ray washing a stack of dishes. They're filthy and
exhausted.
A dish slips through Manny's fingers and crashes
to the floor. A look between them suffices to tell us all.

CONTINUED

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CONTINUED
TONY
Your big shot friend better come up
with something soon.
I didn't come
to America to break my fucking back,
querido.

28

(equally xated)
Hey he's coming okay! What do you
want?

CUT TO
29

INT./EXT. LITTLE HAVANA RESTAURANT - NIGHT - HOURS LATER

we are looking through a cubbyhole at the diners.
Young
Cuban guys with chiquitas drift in with their fancy clothes,
diamonds and -- the mark of status -- large bodyguards.
They're out front with the flash, shaking hands with
friends, kissing, talking loud, familiar with the waitresses.
Staring through the smeared window enrapt are Tony and
M--q, wiping the sweat off their faces with towels.
Look at that chick man, wow!
at them knockers.

Look

TONY
Yeah, look at the punk with her.
What's he got that I don't got?
He's good-looking that's what, look
at his clothes, flash Chico, pizzaz!..
a litte coke money don't hurt nobody....

(Xl

TONY
Junkie! -- They got no fuckin'
character.
(looks at
his hands)
Cono!
Look at these...fucking
onions!
They outta be picking gold
off the streets.

(Xl

His hands are shriveled white from dishwater.

COOK
(Spanish)
Hey you two, outside!
company.

You got

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29

CONTINUED

29
That's him -- El Mono's here!
TONY
(contemptuous
of the name)
El Mono? Shit....
CUT TO

30

EXT. PARKING LOT OUTSIDE LITTLE HAVANA RESTAURANT - NIGHT

30'

Omar Suarez (El Mono -- "The Monkey") is so named 'cause he

looks like one. Nervous, crooked, darting eyes, feverish
intelligence, constantly smoking a cigarette and coughing
between words, his face pock-marked and pitted like the moon
from an old acne scars, he cuts a skinny figure at the
wheel of a big beige Coupe De Ville, idling the motor...with
him is Waldo Rojas eating a large foot and a half banana.
In contrast he's amiable, heavyset with a receding hairline,
flashing a lot of gold when he smiles.
(leaning in
the window)
Hey Omar, Waldo, coma esta...my
friend I told you about. Tony
Montana.. .Omar Suarez, Waldo Rojas....
Waldo mumbles something indistinct, Omar just stares briefly
as Tony hangs back, nodding arrogantly. Omar's eyes move
back to Manny.
OMAR

I got something for you.

Oh

yeah!

That's great...What

do we

gotta do?
We gotta unload a boat -- grass, twentyfive tons -- that's what we gotta do.
You get five hundred each.
Okay!
(to Tony)
what'd
I tell you.
See,
TONY
You gotta be kidding! Whaddayou
think we are -- baggage handlers?
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30

CONTINUED

30

Omar looks at him somehwat incredulously as Tony wipes his

hands on his greasy apron as he talks.
TONY
...five hundred dollars -- shit!
What'd I do for you guys in the
slammer, hunh?
What was the Rebenga
hit -- game of dominoes or somethin'?
You're talkin' to important guys
here.

Hey

(shocked)
Tony, c'mon,

it's

okay

Omar,

we....

TONY
Shaddup!
Omar
head

sniggers, his eyes shifting to Waldo who shakes his

and laughs.
(to Manny'Zy)
So what's it with.this
dishwasher,
Chico?
Don't he think we coulda
gotten some other space cadet to do
Rebenga -- cheaper maybe.
Fifty
bucks?
TONY
(shrugs)
So why didn't you? And who the fuck
you calling a dishwasher, I'll wipe
your monekyshit ass all up and down
this Boulevard.

Steps

forward.
Bey!

Manny
--

grabs

Tony,

him.

Tony....

In the car, Omar looks over at Waldo.

Guy's
What
The

idea

lunatic,

about

crosses

them

Omar's

OMAR
let's
WALDO
Indians

mind,

He

go.
--buys

(Xl
it, somewhat

amused.

OMAR
Yeah.. . .

(Xl
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30

coNTINuEa

- 2

30

(back to i?y)
All right, smart ass, you wanna make
some big bucks? You know anything
about cocaine?
TONY
You kidding.
OMAR

...There's a bunch of Columbians.

Flying in Friday. New guys. They
say they got two keys for us for
openers.
Pure coke. In a motel
over in Miami Beach.
I want you
to go over there, and if it's
what they say it is, pay 'em and
bring it back. You do that, you'll
make five grand.

(Xl

(to Tony-)
Hey, that sounds great, Tony....
Tony says nothing.
OMAR

You know how to handle a machine gun?

Sure we was in the Amy together.
OMAR

You're gonna need a couple other

guys....
No problem.
OMAR

Meet me at Hector's bodega Friday at

noon. You get the money then. Something happens to the money, pobrecito,
and my boss' gonna stick your head
up your asses faster'n a rabbit gets
fucked.
Throws the remains of his cigarette at their.feet and pulls
the Coupe De Ville out of the lot.
CONTINUED

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30

CONTINUED - 3

30

TONY
I'm scared.
(relieved)
Tony you're pushin' your luck.
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21

CONTINUED - 3

30

TONY

(walking away)
You worry too much Manny -- you re
gonna get yourself a heart attack
one of these days.
(catching7
Yeah, so who are these Columbians?
TONY
So what does it matter?
So whatcha have that look on for
when Omar bring it up?
Tony strips off his greasy apron.
TONY
So nothin'.
I just don't like
fuckin' Columbians that's what.
They're animals!
COOK

(intersecting,
Spanish)
Where you greasers going,
plenty of plates here.
Wash

em

hunh,

got

TONY
yourself. I just retired.

Throws the Cook his apron.

COOK
(Spanish)

What the fuck you gonna do!

TONY
Look after my investments.
CUT TO
31

EXT. MIAMI 3EACH - DAY - MOVING SHOT

The somewhat run-down, art-deco cheaper hotels of South
Miami Beach. The porches are filled with senior citizens
playing cards, reading papers, staring, slowly walking the
street.
The ramshackle sedan, jammed with Tony and his gang,
rattles past. It's a beaten-up black and blue Monte Carlo,
jacked up on its springs with dune buggy threads and
paint.
You'd arrest these guys on sight.

needing

31

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32

INT./EXT.

TONY'S CADILLAC - MI-1

BEACH - DAY

32

seen from the inside of the sedan. Tony turns down the
salsa beat on the radio, smoking a cigarette tensely.
Driving is Manny.
I n the delapidated backseat are Angel,
the baby-faced punk, and Chi-Chi, both from Freedomtown.
Manw,

notes

reflecting the tension, whistles a vapid series of

under his breath as he waits for a light to change.
Hey look at that chick, hunh?
Lookit
those tits man, she's begging for it!

At the curb, an old crone hunchbacks her way in front of

the teenage chick, who is coming off the beach in a bikini,
blocking

her

off.

Whatta
old.

Not
Camera

CHI-C?XI
(looking over)
you crazy? She's 103 year6

her

revealing

Drive,

stupido!

the

Her....

teenager.

TONY
(the light
changing)
willya.

(mocking)
Sure, sure. Not to worry,
You get a heart attack.
(looking in
the rearview
mirror)
&gel, whatcha wearing the

Tony

--

face

for?

ANGEL
(tense, making
light of it)
Ah, it's okay.
I just y'know forgot
to make an offering.
I was supposed
to go by the madrina today.
You

still

going

to

that

cuncha?

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32

CONTINUED
ANGEL
She knows her shit.
She talks to
Yemaya and Chango like nobody y'ever
heard.
As he talks Angel fingers a Negrita charm hanging around
his neck -- Chango, Cod of Fire and Thunder, his black face
tilted at a carnal angle. Sharp teeth glinting, his eyes
rolling in orgasmic imagery, his head crowned with gold.
Many of the Marielitos in the film will be wearing this,
also pendants with an eye to ward off the evil spirits, red
and white beads, red kerchiefs, black hand charms silverbangled bracelets, etc., all relating to their Afko-Catholic
spiritualism.
I

32

(Xl

(making fun)
Yeah, Chango looking out for us,
.
Angel?
ANCEL
Chango looking out for all the
'bandidos' everywhere.
But you gotta
pay him his dues, y'know. You gotta
let him know you respect him. You
don't, Chango -- he gets pissed an'....
TONY
Hey,

(angry)

shaddup -- all of ya!

I told
you before I don't go for that
mystical voodoo shit. That's for
the old cunchas waving their rooster
cocks in some dark alley, There's no
gods, there's no Chango -- nowhere!
You make your own luck. So shaddup
and act like you're in the United
States here.

(Xl

Silence. Through the windshield, the sign of a motel -- TBE

SUN RAY -- is coming closer.
(X)
TONY
Okay, this is it. Pull over across
the street.
The motel is coming closer in silence.
TONY
(to Manny)
Money stays in the trunk till I come
out and get it. Me. Nobody else. If
I'm not out in fifteen minutes, something's wrong.
Im in Room 9. You
ready, Angelito?
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coNTmuED

- 2

3:

,_.--

ANGEL
Sure

thing.

.
As Manny pulls the car up, they pull out Ingram Model-10
machine pistol with folding butt and suppressor, ten inches
of kill power capable of firing 1100 rounds a minute -- it
Tony
can be slipped into a man's purse, it's in vogue.
gettting out, to Angel:
TONY
Let's

go....
CUT

TO

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34

24

EXT. SUN-RAY MOTEL - DAY

Rev. 11/2/82
33

Tony and Angel come slowly, gingerly down an exterior

corridor to a room marked "9".
Nodding to Angel who
remains in the stairwell with the Ingram machine pistol,
Tony knocks. Pause.

(Xl

EXT. TOAD'S MOTEL ROOM - DAY

34

The door's opened casually by an ugly, squat five-foot-fourinch Columbian, "The Toad". He's in his forties, sports
shirt hanging over his polyester pants, old acne scars on
his face, like Omar; he's good-natured, a nice guy, he
smiles.

TOAD
Hey, oye amigo....
Spreading his arms in such a fashion to indicate he's clean.
35

INT. TOAD'S MOTEL ROOM - DAY

35

Tony, stepping

into the conventionally tasteless orange and

blue motel room (with heavy blue drapes blocking the
windows), spreads his hands in a similar posture inducating
he too is not carrying; but this is only symbolic, it's not
meant to be a body search.
TONY
he steps in)
How you doing amigo...?
(as

The other person in the room is a tough-looking little dark

Columbian chick with expressionless eyes, red fingernails,
and short boy-cut hair, "The Lizard"; she's tinier than the
Toad, about five-two.
The Toad looks around the corridor, eases the door closed.
TONY
(checking out
the room)
Mind leaving the door open so my
brothers know everything's okay...
okay?
Toad shrugs and readjusts, leaving it open a few inches,
the conversation clipped and nervous throughout the scene.
Sure, no

TO@
problem... This is Marta.
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25

CONTINUED

35

TONY
Hello, Marta.

She nods woodenly, stays across the room. Behind her, the
television set is on to the Cable Newswatch. The protagonists
intermittently flick their eyes to it, soothing the tension.
TOAD
I'm Hector....
Pause.
Yeah.
I'm Tony.
you're okay.
Yeah,

Omar's

TONY
So Omar says

TOAD
okay.
TONY

You know Omar.

TOAD
Omar, yeah, I talk to him on the phone.
TONY
Okay....
TOAD
Okay... so you got the money?
TONY
Yeah, you got the stuff?
TOAD
Sure I got the stuff, but I don't
got it right here with me.
I got it
close by.
TONY
Yeah well I don't got it either, I
got it close by, too.
TOAD
Where, in the parking lot?
No.

TONY
How far's your stuff?

Tony paces back towards, the door casually, $0 check Angel

out.. .The Lizard staring at him.
..
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26

CONTINUED - 2

35

TOAD
Not far.
Pause.

Everthing seems okay.

TONY
So what do we do, walk in and start
over?
TOAD
(change6 subject}
Where you from?

Tony's eyes check out the bathroom.

TONY
What fuckin' difference does it make
where I'm from?
TOAD
I like to get to know who I do
business with.
It's like he's stalling for time. The Lizard has made a
is now sitting on the bed,

move somewhere off-center and

coiled and always watching.

TONY
You get to know me when you start
doing business and not fucking around,
Hector.
TOAD
Hey I'm just a friendly guy, maybe
you don't....
TONY
Okay, what's the stall here?
guy late or something?
36

Your

INT. TOAD'S MOTEL ROOM - DAY

36

There's suddenly a door slamming somewhere outside, then

commotion.
ANGEL

Tony!
Tony goes for his cheap handgun when he hears a frightening

female shriek, like a bird.

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6 CONTINUED

36
LIZARD

Don't!

(slang Spanish)
Get up! Now shithead!

She's standing there with a .32 pointed steady at him, the

eyes like angry steel. There's no mistaking her ability to
Shoot.

The Toad pulls a 9mm out of the small of his back,

approaches Tony.
Angel is shoved into the room, followed by two more
Columbians, "The Kids". They slam the door, both carrying
Uzis with silencers, neither of them higher than five-four
or older than twenty, with their straight black Indian hair
cut across their blank eyes, they look like hungry little
pirranha careless about killing, muttering with the Lizard
in fast Columbese slang.

(Xl

As Toad strips the handgun from Tony:

TONY
Frog face, you just fucked up.
steal from me, you're dead.

You

Toad shrugs, he couldn't care less.

TOAD
Yeah, okay, you gonna give me the
cash or am I gonna kill your brother
first?
'Fore I kill you?
TONY
Try sticking your head up your ass.
See if it fits.
Toad, completing the body search, rips out the stiletto
taped to the small of Tony's back. As he mutters something
in hard Columbian slang to the two kids who shove Angel
into the bathroom, producing strands of thick rope.
Even more worrisome is the chainsaw that the Lizard now
pull6 out of the suitcase under the bed.
Toad begin6
assembling it as Lizard, still covering Tonywith her gun,
completes the deadpan process by turning up the volume on
the television set. The news, not 50 ironically in Miami,
is about a drug-related triple-homicide.
CUT TO:
37

EXT. SUN-RRY MOTEL - DAY

Chi-Chi sitting at the wheel of the sedan, parked across
the street.
Manny paces outside the car, glances.

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28

EXT. SUN-RAY MOTEL - DAY

38

A small woman -- the Lizard -- steps out in shadow in the

parking lot of the Sun-Ray across the street, looks around,
sees nothing, casually goes back in.

39

EXT. SUN-RAY MOTEL - DAY

Manny

looks

at

his

39

watch.
CUT

40

INT.

TOAD'S

MOTEL

ROOM

TO

DAY

40

Angel hangs suspended on the ropes from the top of the

shower curtain bar, his legs straddling the edge of the
bathtub.
Toad slaps a tape over his mouth.

Tony, coverd by the two kids, watches from the lip of the
bathroom.
He bucks angrily but the two kids ram their
pistols up against his temple and pin him to the door.
Angel
dead

looks at Tony; the

and they know it.

eyes

Toad,
well-prepared, connects
extension cord.

between
a

them

voltage

steady.

They're

adapter and

TOAD

(to Tony)

You watch what happens to your friend

okay?
If you don't want this to
happen to you, you get the money.
Lizard reenters
nods and turns
The Toad smiles
towards Angel.

the room, shakes her head

on the whirring machine.
amiably

and

angles

at

the

the chainsaw

Toad

who

slowly

The two kids press tight against Tony, guns pointed at

brains...o.c. we know what's happening as we hear the
chainsaw and we watch Tony's shock and rage.
Lizard

has

no expression

on

her

face.

The

machine

cuts

his

off.

The Toad steps back from the tub, blood splattered on his
shirt, examjning
his first cut like a butcher. He glances
at Tony.
TOAD

Now the leg, hunh?

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29

CONTINUED

40

brief glimpse of Angel slumped by one arm like a cow on a

strap, streaming blood, eyes conscious and horrified; a
terrifying sight. The chainsaw whirrs once more.
CUT TO
41

EXT. SUN-RAY MOTEL - DAY

41

Manny, definitely suspecting something now, moves with

Chi-Chi across the parking lot of the Sun-Ray Motel.
They
signal and separate.
CUT TO
42

INT. TOAD'S MOTEL ROOM - DAY

42

The Toad turns off the chainsaw and steps back, now drenched
with Angel's blood, totally unaffected. He looks at Tony.
Tony glances back at him with fury, tears involuntarily
dotting his eyes.
TOAD
Okay, my 'caracortada', you can die
too. Makes no difference to me.
He nods. The kids shove Tony forward and we glimpse Angel
lying hunkered at his feet in the bathtub, in the steam of
his blood, piss dead.
CUT TO
43

EXT. SUN-RAY MOTEL - DAY

43

Manny moves crouched down the exterior corridor, Ingram

pistol in hand, past an older couple who pretend not to
notice.
At the door of Room 9, Manny waits, listens....
CUT TO
4 4

INT. TOAD'S MOTEL ROOM - 'DAY

44

The kids are starting to strap Tony up to the top of the

shower.
The Lizard watches from the lip of the bathroom, impassively.
TOAD
Last chance, carajo?
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30

CONTINUED
Tony,

devastated,
Go

Toad's
Kid

eyes

one

Kid two
wrist.

spits

narrow

reaches

the

INT./EXT.

face.

meanly.
tape

across

to

tighten

up

The Toad turns on his

gunshot from the hall.
45

his

TONY
yourself.

fuck

slaps

in

Tony's
the

chainsaw

mouth.

overhead

when

strap

suddenly

to

there's

Tony's
a

TOAD'S MOTEL ROOM - DAY

and the door smashes open and Manny barrels through and
shoots a surprised Lizard as she raises her pistol. She
crashes backwards into the room, wounded.
Everything
happens very fast now.
Manny is
one, who

at
is

the lip
turning,

of
in

the bathroom,
the neck.

he

fires

and

hits

kid

Tony, not tied up yet, spins on kid two and smashes the
unloosened strap across his face, sending him reeling
across
the bathroom.
The

Toad, chainsaw

Manny

fires

Manny

now

spins

in

burst
into

hand,
into
a

slashes

him

wall,

and
hit

at
the

in

Manny.
Toad

the

crashes

backwards.

side.

The Lizard, wounded on her knees, is firing her .32 at

him.
In b-g., the window simultaneously blows out as
Chi-Chi appears firing a burst with his Ingram.
In sharp f-g., the
foaming blood.

Lizard

crumples

forward

on

her

knees,

Tony,

with the tape still stuck across his mouth, smashes

kid two, pinned against the blood-stained sink, with the
stock of his own Ingram.

In the midst of this, the Toad jumps up, wounded but with
hysterical
strength, he tears out the motel room door
gripping the whirring chainsaw in a reflex action.
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31

CONTINUED
Chi-Chi

45

climbing

through

the

window

fires

at

him.

Meanwhile, kid two, with a rattlesnake life in him, produces

a knife out of nowhere, just missing Tony's gut by a halfsecond as Tony dances back, getting a grip on the machine
pistol.
He blows kid two away point-blank, putting another ten
craters in the mirror of the now-wrecked motel room.
Tony,

yelling, whirls

after

the

Toad.

TONY
I

got him!

Manny, holding his side, empties

is still twitching.
Chi-Chi

sees

Angel,

his

pistol

on

one

who

gags.
CUT

46

kid

TO

EXT. SUN-RAY MOTEL - DAY

46

The senior citizens, playing Mah-Jorigg on the porch, mutter

in astonishment.
As the Toad staggers out into the parking lot,
chainsaw in hand, moving like a jerky chicken.
Their

eyes

blood

flying,

follow.

As Tony comes out, walking after him deliberately, eyes set

in cold fury, machine gun swinging loosely at his side.
There's no rush, no fear of the police, getting even is all
that counts.
He stands behind the Toad.

TONY
(Spanish)
Your'turn,
cabron!...
The
Tony

Toad

whips

empties

the

around
clip

The bystanders just

an old lady faints.

to

the

into

voice, eyes

the

Toad,

stare, stunned

by

stark

blowing
the

with

hiin

terror.

apart.

ferocity.

Then

The Toad's body lying awkwardly arched in the gutter, Tony

turns and with a passing disinterested glimpse at his
audience, calmly walks back into the motel; the distance
and the light sufficient to conceal Tony's possible identification.
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47

EXT.

SUN-RAY MOTEL - DAY

Tony

intersects

Manny,

47

holding

his

side,

with

Chi-Chi.

TONY
Manny, you okay?
Manny nods.
Chi-Chi,

TONY
get the car.

Fast!

CHI-CHI
Si!

48

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INT. TOAD'S MOTEL ROOM

Tony
and
the
the

48

strides into the shambles of Room 9, past the bodies

busted furniture to the suitcase on the bed from which
Lizard pulled the chainsaw. The TV news still plays in
corner.

Inside

are

several

kilo-sized

stacks

of.cocaine.

He shuts the suitcase, exits, stops, looks in the bathroom

at the corpse of Angel O.C.
He goes, stoops, brings
Angel's Change charm into our view, fingers it, tosses it
back in the tub. He goes.
CUT TO
49

EXT. SUN-RAY MOTEL - DAY

49

Chi-Chi has the sedan waiting in the parking lot. Tony

hurries out, jumps in, the car speeding off.
(Pisalo hasta
la tabla -- Step on it.)

(XI

Past the senior citizens who are retreating inside their

rooms.
The camera swinging to hold on the blue and black Monte Carlo
disappearing into the traffic of the Strip as twb cop cars
come screaming past them from the opposite direction.
CUT TO
50

EXT. LITTLE HAVANA RESTAUWWT

- PHONE BOOTH - DUSK

The booth is in the busy parking lot, Tony on the phone,

Chi-Chi and Manny wait in the sedan.
TONY
Yeah, bunch of cowboys!..somebody
fucked up Omar.
CONTINUED

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50

OMAR s VOICE
(shaken)
let me check

Look,

it

out

right

away!

TONY

YOU do that, Omar, you do that.

You

got

OMARS
money?

the

VOICE

TONY
and I got the yeyo.
Yeah -- -

You

got

OMAR'S VOICE
yeyo? Bring it here.

the

TONY
E'uck you.
I'm taking it
myself.
Not you. Me.
-

to

the

boss

OMAR s VOICE
Okay, okay.
All right.
Frank's
gonna
wanna see you anyway. Look,
meet me tonight at Hector's at
eight.
TONY
Hey

Omar....
OMAR'S

VOICE

Yeah?
That

was

TONY
pick up

some

you

sent

us

on.

Pause.
What's
Tony

hangs

that

up, walks

OMAR'S
mean?
back

to

the

VOICE
sedan.
CUT

51

TO

EXT. LOPEZ CONDO - SOUTH MIAMI - NIGHT

on Bricknell
Coconut Grove

Avenue in
and Coral

a swank high-rise district adjacent

Gables, the hub of South Miami....

The doorman shows Omar, Manny, his. side bandaged, and Tony,
carrying the suitcase, through giant glass portals, past
seriously armed security cops in the lobby.

51

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52

INT.

LOPEZ

CONDO

NIGHT

52

A deluxe apartment with the latest in electronic security

and surveillance, and a profusion of mirrors and luxury
items... and a hefty, Indian-looking bodyguard (Ernie), eyes
quietly trained like a Doberman pinscher.
The boss, Frank Lopez, comes down a carpeted corridor,
dressed for dinner in an expensive suit and shoes, somewhat
preoccupied as he greets Tony, then Max-my with a phony
effusion of warmth. He's of Cuban-Jewish extraction, now
Americanized in a rough and handsome sort of way, on the
heavy side, the face going slightly soft, but the eyes and
bulk carrying an odor of danger about him.
LOPEZ
How ya doing, Tony? Glad to meet
you.
How 'bout a drink?

Mr. Lopez... real

TONY
pleasure.

LOPEZ
Call me Frank, Tony.
Everybody
calls me Frank. My Little League
team, even the prosecutors 'round
town, they all call me Frank.
TONY
Okay
Frank

shakes

Frank.

hands

with

Manny.
LOPEZ

Howya

doing?

(awed)
..Fine

yeah.
TONY

Manny

Ray, he was with us on the

job.

I
Manny

(to
hear you

shrugs, works

LOPEZ
Manny)
caught one?

his

arm, showing

(Xl
us

the

wound

bother him too much.

CONTINUED

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52

l/38/83

c0NT1NuED
Just

Yeah,
about

the

flesh.

Went

right

LOPEZ
(heading for
the bar)
Omar here tells me
you boys.

through.

52
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good

thing

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.-

52

CONTINUED

52

TONY
(glances
at Omar)
Omar's terrific.

Yeah.

LOPEZ
Not to mention of course the nice
job you guys did for me on that
Commie sonufabitch Emilio Rebenga.
You
was

don't
fun.

have

TONY
to mention

it.

That

LOPEZ
(smiles, likes
the kid's balls)
Scotch?
Gin? Rum?
TONY
Gin's

fine.

LOPEZ
(pouring)
Yeah, .I need a guy with steel in his
balls.
I need him close to,me, a
guy like you Tony -- and your
compadre here.
TONY
Yeah..

.well.

Still a little overwhelmed by the opulence of the place,

his clothes feeling narrow and cheap on him, Tony steps
forward and puts the suitcase up on the bar with the gin,
which Lopez passes to him, eyeing the suitcase.
TONY
.thats i t .

two k e y s .
Angel died cause of this shit. And
here's the money.
(produces
the money)
It's my gift to you -- from me.

Pause.

Lopez

shakes

his

That s the

head,

sighs.

LOPEZ
It's too bad about your friend, Tony,
if people'd do business the right way,
there'd be no fuckups like this....
He

glances

hard

at

Omar

who

squirms.
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52

CONTINUED - 2

52

Without opening it, Lopez signals the

the suitcase and the money from under

bodyguard who
Tony's nose.

takes

LOPEZ
Don't think I don't appreciate this
gesture, Tony.
You find in this
business, you stay loyal you move up
and you move up fast.
Salud!
They

drink

the

toast.

With

their

eyes.

LOPEZ
Then you find out your biggest headache's not bringing in the stuff but
figuring out what to do with all the
goddamn cash.
(drinks)
Yeah,
day.

TONY
I hope I have that,problem

Lopez looks, distracted., down the

came, to Ernie, the bodyguard.

corridor

LOPEZ
Where the hell's Elirira?
will you, Ernie?
The

big

bodyguard

exits

/
Lopez

from

Go get her,

smoothly.

LOPEZ
(to the others)
The broad spends half her
dressing, the other half
I guess
middle,

some

TONY
you gotta catch
hunh?

her

life
undressing.
in

the

laughs.
LOPEZ
Yeah.
When she's not looking.- What
do you say guys, to a little food?
(finishes his
drink at his
impatient pace)
Yeah

sure, I

Here

she

TONY
could eat a horse.

comes,

ERNIE
Mr. Lopez.

which

he

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TONY

53

looks up, his eyes tumbling on the most beautiful blonde

he's ever seen.
The lady, is coming down the glassed-in
elevator, adjusting her $10,000 Yves St. Laurent burgundy
dinner dress.
ALTERNATIVE
Oooh
like

LOPEZ
sweetheart, you look
a millions bucks.

She doesn't answer, her eyes

flicking
disinterestedly
over Tony and Manny, knowing
what the evening's going to
be and not too happy about
it.

LOPEZ
Where you been baby, it's
ten o'clock, I'm hungry.
ELVIRA
You're always hungry, you
should try starving.
Lopez

laughs.

LOPEZ
I want you to meet a friend of mine.
Tony Montana...Elvira...Manny
Ribera.
ELVIRA
Hello.
TONY
Uh...hi.

(equally

Yeah,

impressed)
hi.

ELVIRA
I assume we're going to be a
Where are we having dinner?
Oh, I thought
Babylon. -

FRANK
we'd eat

at

fivesome.

the
1

ELVIRA
Again?
If anyone wanted to assassinate
you, you wouldn't be too hard to find.
(coming toward
her, laughing)
M e ? Who'd want to kill
nothing but friends.

me?

I got
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_-

53

CONTINUED

53

ELVIRA
You never know, do you? Maybe the
catcher on your Little League team.
Neatly avoiding his intended smooch, she
towards the door, her throat flashing a
jewelry.
Come
Tracking

Lopez,

after

on,

Frank,

cool, polished

slips by him
$20,000 strip of

(Xl

ELVIRA
let's go.
hauteur, she

exits

the

apartment.

pause, snaps at his men.

LOPEZ

Okay,

let's

go.
CUT

54

TO

EXT. THE BABYLON CLUB - NIGXT

54

.We know this is no workingman's dive when Lopez piles them

out of his Rolls, and the carhops are moving Bugattis,
Lamberghinis and Corniches
in a long snaking line down the
driveway.
Single girls in high-collared silver lame
jumpsuits with cinched waists, prowl like big glistening
tents back and forth across the entry doors, rich young
coiffed playboys in their Porsches honking their horns in
appreciation.
Brain drain.
55

INT. BABYLON CLUB - NIGHT

55

The interior is built like three or four plush apartments

that run together on three separate levels with imaginative
angles, mirrors, swimming pool, bars, twenty-piece band,
hundreds of tropical plants, dance floor, video games,
computers and a restaurant. Itrs a lavish fun spot that
will play a central role in the film, a drug dealer haven
and nighttime capital of South America.
The crowd, a combination of Caucasian and Latin, is mostly
young, rich and happy and a lot of them coked; the girls,
upperclass in sleek dresses, trim figures, heels, hats,
sensuous bodies, yell as they dance to a black American
music beat, "Celebrating" or "Partying Down Tonight"....
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39

CONTINUED

55

The waitresses, mostly blondes, wear little coca channel

hats pinned to their heads and the barest pants with hose
and high heels.
Rich young guys with a lot of gold and diamonds on their
necks and hands huddle briefly in groups or chat.
Down at the vid games are younger chicks in jeans and
tough-looking tank tops with "Motherfuckah" and "Fuck Me"
written on them.
Manny's coming from the toilets, tries to
pick one of them up.
So
He

flashes

whaddaya

his

say,

tongue.

.lYANNY
hunh?

She

looks

at

him,

amused.

CHICK
You

got

Sure I got
am, poor?

buck?
a

buck,

whaddaya

think

CHICK
(indicates
the machine)
Put it in, let's play.
I-had

other

things

in

mind.

CHICK
You check out on this and we'll talk
about other things.

Puck,

(looks off,
concerned,
then
confronts the
complex machine}
how do you play this

thing?
CUT

56

INT.

BABYLON

TO
56

CLUB

Frank Lopez, intoxicated, takes his heart pill with a slug

of champagne.
He sits next to Tony, who is agog at all
this wealth.
Elvira is in conOmar and Ernie look on.
They' re
versation with a girl friend who has stopped by.
sitting at the best table in the place, finishing up a
giant meal. The empty spot belongs to Manny.
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40
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12/9/82

CONTINUED

56

LOPEZ
--

(to Tony)
. * -Over there that's Ronnie Echeverria.
Him and his brother Miguel they got
a big distribution set-up here to
Houston and Tucson....
Their point
looking man

of
in

view -- Ronnie Echevarria, powerful, competentconversation with a party of people.

LOPEZ
That guy there, in the purple shirt -Gaspar
Gomez.
Bad news.
Stone killer
there ever was one.
Stay away.
Their point of view -- Gaspar
guy and gorgeous woman.
...the fat guy,
Nacho Contreras
know it to look
more cash than
real haza....

Gomez at a table with another

LOPEZ
with the chicas is
-- El Gordo. Wouldn't
at him but he's got
anybody in here. A

Their point of view -- El Gordo is fat, dressed like a cheap

slob and playing up to a bunch of chicas.
. ..you

LOPEZ
know what a haza is, Tony?

'Haza'?

No

TONY
Frank, what's

haza?

LOPEZ
It's Yiddish for pig.
It's a guy he's
got more'n what he needs, so he don't
fly straight anymore, y'know. T h a t s
the problem in this business, Tony,
there's too many 'hazas' and they're
the ones you got to watch out for.
If
they can fuck you outta an extra dime,
they'll rip you and flip you and then
fuck you with a stick for the pure
pleasure of it. See it all comes down
to one thing, Tony boy, never forget
it!
Lesson number one -- don't underestimate the other guy's greed.
ELVIRA
Lesson number two -- don't
on your own supply.

get

high
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56

coNTmuED''\

56

The girl friend has departed and Elvira turns her attention
back to them, bored.
LOPEZ
That's right. Course not everybody
follows the rules.
(eyeing
Elvira)
HEAD WAITER
There you go, Mr. Lopez.
He's popped the champagne cork and pours Dom Perignon for
Lopez.
LOPEZ

Head

Waiter

nods.

LOPEZ
Give it to everybody and bring
another, willya Jack?
(to Tony)
Five hundred fifty dollars for this
bottle Tony, what do you think of
that, hunh? For a bunch of fucking
grapes -- isn't that something?
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41

CONTINUED - 2

56

ELVIA
(to Tony)
In France, it cost $100 but don't
tell anybody in Miami.
Tony catches her eye.
57

She

looks

away,

interested.

INT. BABYLON CLUB - NIGHT

A Man passes the table.

57
Lopez calls out.

LOPEZ
Hey, George -- buddy.
Hey, Frank.. -how's

the case coming?

The Man's eyes thread the table. He looks sharp, heavylidded,

cigarette-eyed, his voice a hoarse croak, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, his manner cool but amicable
with Lopez. This is George Sheffield, Miami lawyer.
LOPEZ
OY, I shoulda come to you 'stead of
that putz, Neufeld.
SHEFFIELD
Jack's a good lawyer.
I taught him
everything he knows.
Yeah, almost

LOPEZ
everything.

SHEFFIELD
(to Elvira)
Elvira, you look terrific...
(to all)
Enjoy .yourselves.
He ambles off.
LOPEZ
I . . best goddamn lawyer in Miami.
Cost a brick to pick up a phone.

Tony looking off at him, remembering it.

LOPEZ
(raising

his.

champagne
so.. .here's

glass)
to old friends...and

new

friends.
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57

CONTINUED
They

57

toast, Tony

tasting

it

like

it

was

Holy

Water.

LOPEZ
Well,

Tony?

TONY
Hey, yeah, you're not kidding, this
is good stuff, Frank.
Lopez

laughs, likes

the

kid, tweaks

him

on

the

check.

LOPEZ
(checking
Tony'6
threads)
Yeah, get you some new clothes, some
$500 suits, you'll look real sharp.
I'd like you and your boys to handle
some stuff for me, Tony, work with
Omar here. We're doing something
big next month. Running a string of
mules out of Columbia. You do good
on that, there'll be other things.
Omar

doesn't

like

it

but

away.

glances

TONY
Hey, that
Thanks.
The

music

shifts

to

sounds
slow

like

fun,

Frank.

dancing.

ELVIRA
(waving
away
cigar smoke)
SO, you want to dance, Frank or you
want to sit here and have a heart

attack?
He-

dance?

LOPEZ
I'd rather have a heart

attack.
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43

CONTINUED - 2

57

ELVIRA
(rising)
foam into the

Don't
Glancing at
forget it.

Omar,

Dom

sitting there

Perignon.

obediently.

Her eyes say

ELVIRA
(to Tony)
about you?

How
Tony

nods sure, looks

at

his

boss.

LOPEZ
(waves)
Go on!

58

They

go.

INT.

BABYLON

CLUB

NIGHT

58

It's interesting to watch Tony walk to the

Elvira.
It's not so much an act of walking
of war, a tank bouncing anything or anybody
in the way. Be just proceeds in a straight
forward.
It's not that he doesn't see the
off, it's that he couldn't care less.

-:

What

floor, leading
as it is an act
off that gets
dead line, eyes
people he bumps

LOPEZ
(to Omar)
do you think?

OMAR
I think he's a fucking

peasant.

LOPEZ

Yeah -- but you get guys like that

on your side, they break their backs
for

you.
CUT

59

TO

INT. BABYLON CLUB DANCE FLOOR - NIGHT

59

Tony and Elvira are dancing semiclose to a slow Billy Joel

dance tune. Be's no great shakes as a dancer, leaden in
the legs and shoulders.
...so what's
what?

TONY
your name,

Elvira
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44
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2nd

Rev. 11/22/82

CONTINUED

59

ELVIm
St.

James.

TONY
Elvira St. James.
Sounds like a nun
or something.
So where you from?
He bumps into an elderly couple dancing, ignores them.
ELVIRA
Baltimore....
TONY
Where's

Baltimore?

that?

ELVIRA
Look, it doesn't really matter. I'm
getting a headache.

He

makes

TONY
be friendly.

Just

trying

I've
need
just

ELVIRA
got enough friends -- and I don't
another one, 'specially one who
got off the banana boat.

point

of

to

looking

Hey, I didn't
boat.
I'm a

Oh, part

of

at

her.

TONY
come over on no
political refugee

the

ELVIRA
Cuban crime

banana
here.

wave?

Tony, pissed, bangs once more into the elderly couple.

The man stops dancing, looks at him exasperated but Tony
doesn't see.
TONY
Whatta you talking crazy
whatsa matter with.you?
ELVIRA
(interrupting)
...I'm sorry.
I didn't
were so sensitive about
matic status.

for,

know you
your diploCONTINUED

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CONTINUED

2nd Rev. 11/22/82

59

TONY
...Why you got this beef against the
world? You got a nice face, you got
great legs, you got the fancy clothes
and you got this look in your eyes
like you haven't been fucked good in
a year.
What's the problem, baby?
Elvira

laughs

at

him,

furious.

ELVIRA
You know you're even stupider than
you look.
Let me give you a crash
course, Jose whatever your name is,
so you know what you're doing around
here.
TONY
(interrupting)
Now you're talking to me, baby!
ELVIRA
First who, where, why and how I fuck
is none of your business, second
don't call me 'baby,' I'm not your
baby and last, even if I was blind,
desperate, starved and begging for
it on a desert island, you'd be the
last thing I'd ever fuck.
You got
the picture now -- so fuck off.
.

TONY
Hey,
She

whips

off

thataway.
the

floor,

pissed.

He

watches
CUT

60
thru
62

OMITTED

her,

amused.

TO
60
thm
62

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Rev. l/18/83

63

I&IT.

CAR-DAWN

63

Tony and Manny drive home in the broken down Monte Carlo
sedan through the streets of Little Havana.

--

They've'been partying all night, clothes rumpled, Tony

smoking his cigar, feeling good.
That

chick

he's

TONY
with...she

loves

(X)

(X)

me.

(driving)
Oh yeah, how you know that?
The

eyes,

Manny

TONY
-- they

don't

lie.

You're
serious? Tony, that's
Lopez '6 lady.
He'll kill us.
TONY
What are you kidding -- he's soft.
I seen it in his face -- booze and a
cuncha tells him what to do.
Pause.
.~

63-A
and
64

63-A
and
64
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OMITTED
CUT

65

TO

EXT. TONY'S MOTHER'S HOUSE - SOUTHWEST MIAMI - LATE DAY

65

The house, bathed by a torpid setting sun amicable to

lizards and Spanish moss, sits undistinguished and
without shielding trees in the midst of a lower middle
class neighborhood with look-alike yards and streets
without people.
.

66

INT. TONY'S CADILLAC SEDAN - SIMULTANEOUS DAY

From his battered Monte Carlo across the curb, Tony, spruced
up and nervous in a new suit, gets out carrying a bag of
gifts.
Manny is at the wheel, curious.
Be

back

in

an

TONY
hour okay.
CONTINUED

66

64
-$
The new Miami is rising ubiquitously-above
Siscayne Say,
the camera moving ?ast blossomina SkpCra~rS, workzen,
huge cranes, glass, mLrrcrs boo&q unwards into a
beautiful blue Florida sky, fleeced-&th wrfectly white
clouds...past a giant billboard:--.--A
f.- .a.*

-.

COPS TALK TO us...

AT THE l3AXCO DE xL%xI.. .
TODAY!
Past banks of glass (Caribank, Ranco de Venezuela,
Amerifirst)..,
Insert a car sticker ,-oincr by with the image of the
American flag and the rem&&x:
*@Will the last Amrican
leaving Miami please bring the fLag?'*
Tony and Z-lanny,' on a shoppirg szree, Sop along an incredibly
Wxurious shopping mall lined with the
latest stores,
fashions, escalators, music, tropical plants,
etc -- a
w3rm womb-like plastic heaven.
.
TONY
.
. ..I. shoulda been here IO vears ace man. This
town's like a fig pussy dyin' to $5 fucked,
ParaBise, rr.an, saradisef
I: coulda been a millionaire
now. Get xy 3wn golf COXSP, a boat...

mhi
I want 2 line of bluejeans vith .?ry name on the
chicks* asses.
TONY
. ..yeah ve gotta make sore moves on our own Xanny,
we never gcnna score the i3ig Xoney vorking for Frank.
Frankvs okay.
TONY
Yeah -- cause he buys you a suit?
a chicker,h,ead again

You thinkin' like

mNNY

Frank*= got a.n organization

TOW
Organizaticn?
I got more brains than
Omar and he's bigger than ~TC,
That's not an
organization. Thats a disorganization. pihat do
you do for a brain man? Piss in it?'
'
,.

--

48.

Fuck you, somebody oughta shoot YOUi Fut YOU outta

your misery
.
.(seeing something)
Hey catch this tomato :Z

,
;c

.
.l .

..

,a

Catching the eye of one of two young Girls passing, Manny

primps
for
them.
.

Ooooh baby doll * (SEE NOTES)

TONY
Yeah, what do you girls say? you manna have some
ice cream with us somewhere?
.
They glance at Tony and Nanny and hti&ry on,

Tony waves her off, thenchanges his mind and runs up

behind her and throws up her skirt and peeks at her ass.
Before she can react, he hops away laughing as the two
Cuban girls ad-lib Spanish expletives at him.
.

Hey that's not cool, man. You war-ma

score one of these chicks, watch
XW=. Nira!
\

:-

He wiggles his tongue up and down, fast like a small

whirring motor part, then slips it back into his mouth in
the -flick of an eye.
TONY
!..the fuck was that?
I
.
MAW
You didn't see it? You weren't
looking. Key you gotta watch for it.
.
Does it again , quickly; it looks like a baby robin's head
peeking out of a nest in his teeth, then it's gone.
.
TONY
What the hell's that for -- eating
bugs? That's disgustin',

You think so hunh? Xell you did

know shit *bout chicks Chico. When
T h e y
they see this, they kno?~.
They don't resist me.
crazy.

.
g o
.

_~

49.

Does it again. Tony tries but lacks the speed and agility,
provoking Na~y*s laughter. Manny double checks himself in
..rJr
a shop window.
- l .

*&am

.
.l e

_
-

it again)
Takes practice, mi sengre, but they
just love it when you flop that
pussy with it.... .
TONY

Oooh . ..com!

How *bout that one?

Pointing to a tall, cool blonde across the avenue.

MANNY
No problem.

EXT.. KIA,?-c SHOPFIISG STREET - DAY.

Tony vales right out into the- aitenucs,

and stopping traffic.

give a shit.
.

a+.<cking out his arm

Cars honk angrily but he couldn't

TONY

Corn2 on1
Mar&T follows as Tony now moves across the oppcslte lane, a
car scree-&ing to a halt in front of him.
I a
TONY

(points)
Okay Rober Retfor, strut your stuff.
The blonde has paused to look in a shop window.
Nanny stops alongside, -pretends to look.
her eyes, he flicks his tongue.

h!hen Se catches

She loo'ks at him, confused, then back into the AndoT:.

Nanny looks back at Tony, winks, sidles closer to her.
Tony, exiting off to the side, catches the gaze of a somber
child, four, toddling along with it's mom. He makes his
own version of a SUMy face at the kid who looti back at
him puzzled. Tony produces another face. The kid nocf
smiles.
She smiles
The mother looks over. Tony shruqs.
_ and moves along.
e.

*.

*.
.
-

. +.

_-

Meanwhile, Manny has moved close to the blonde and suggests

something, his eyebrows raising, the smile crooked. It
takes a moment, then the blonde scks him across
the face .. ._.a*. .
and walks akay.
-

-.

Tony walks up to him, mocking.

.

TONY
Tnrn telling you man you got it- all mixed
This country first,you gotta get the
UP*
money; then you get the power, and when you
got the power, then you get the women -- then,
chico, you got the worldby the balls. Por Los
cojonesl
.
.
.
?4ANNY
Hey Tony, last time this year you was in a fucki.n*
cage in Cuba. Why don't you take it easy Chico, slow
down, one step at a time, be happy what you got you
know? You get on your death bed you look around
you think to yourself .wSen vas I ever haPPy7'
.
Camera moving with Tony as he glances in an elegant k-indcw
displaying jewelry,
TONf

You be
I want what's comin' to me when
happy.
I'm alive not when Im dead.
-

WUJNY (shakes his head)

Yeah, what's comin' to you Tony?
.
TONY
The world man and everything in'itl

As he goes into the store, the camera panning to the

diamond's in the window.
CVT TO
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EXT..

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CONTIN'WD
Okay.,. be

--a

Tony approaches the

against his chest.
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EXT./INT.

cool.
house, with

the

paper

bag

held

high

67

TONY'S MOTHER'S HOUSE - LATE DAY

Tony's Mother opens the door.

powerful face, she's shook to

A stout aging
her roots.

woman

with

TONY
(gently, in
Spanish)
Mami... long
time....
No

postcards

MAMS
from jail,

(Xl
hunh?

Mother
Pause.
He doesn't offer to kiss her nor she him.
Someone else is in the house. Mother
looks behind her.
She opens the door.
looks back as if she has no choice.
He steps in.
He looks.

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INT. TONY'S MOTHER'S LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

68

The interior is comprised of small, narrow rooms filled

'with religious objects from macumba and waist-high black
Jesus statues in various corners. The floor is without
rugs and mosaicked with inexpensive, Aztec-type tiles, the
impression clean, cluttered, Catholic, somewhat depressing.
Stepping forward to the center of the living room like a
cautious cat is his ninteen-year-old sister Gina.
Their
eyes lock.
TONY
(moved)
Gina....

Hi

GINA
Tony?
She looks at her mother confused. She's a naturally dark,
curly-headed beauty with a slim, graceful figure and
large-lidded eyes brimming with the same energy as Tony's.
(She might also be recognizable from the snapshot we saw in
Tony's
possession.)
TONY
(covering his
unwonted
emotion)
Yeah, look at you, you're beautiful...
what's it been seven years? Last
t i m e I s a w y o u ,
you looked like a boy.
Now look at you, you got great big
eyes just like me!
Yeah,
so....
He holds out

(Xl

wrapped gift towards her, about to give it.

TONY
I got this for you, no big.deal
but....
GINA
Oh
Gina
arms,

Tony!

suddenly. explodes across

grasping him fiercely.

the

room

and

rushes

into

his

GINA
...it's

you!

Tony, over her shoulder, catches

into him stonily.

hi6

mothers

eyes

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CONTINUED
I never
never!
Tony, over

her

thought

shoulder,

68

GINA
I'd see
opens

you

the

again

--

gift.

TONY
Hey pussycat, c'mon -- you think
they can keep a guy like me down?
Disengaging gently, he holds up the contents of the gift
box in font of her.
It's a beautiful diamond locket to
wear around her neck.
Her eyes open wide.
...yeah for
What I got
"To

Gina

From

Tony.

TONY
you...and look -written on it....
Always."

It's beautiful
beautiful....
The
out

mother is amazed
another present,
...for

you

here.

GINA
Tony, it's

at the cost
for her.
too

of

just
the

gift.

Tony pulls

TONY
Mama, look....

Moving towards her, he opens the package and pulls out an

exquisite peral
necklace.
She stares at it, doesn't take
it.
Gina comes over, takes it for her.
Mama,

Mama

doesn't.

GINA
it's beautiful...
(offers it,
an unspoken
'why donrt
you take it?')
Gina

puts

it

away

with

her

own.

TONY
(holding Gina
by the shoulder,
making light
of it)
Well anyway, here we are hunh? The
three musketeers! We made it to
America hunh? Let's toast!
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- 2

68

Tossing the empty package aside, he pulls the last gift -- a

bottle of champagne.
TONY
To America!
(singing)
'America.
America....'

Oye !

CUT
69

TO

INT. TONY'S MOTHER'S KITCHEN - NIGHT

Mama, with things on her mind, is silently cooking a lunch,
as Tony and Gina finish the champagne at the kitchen table.
GINA
. . .So Mama's still at the factory and
I'm working part-time at a beauty
parlor.
I'm doing hair.
Remember
Hiram Gonzalez? His father had the
babershop?
Tony

nods.
GINA
It's his place. Plus I'm going to
junior college -- Miami Dade -- and in
two more years I get my cosmetology
license and then I'll be making
enough....
TONY
Yeah, well surprise, all that's over
with starting today.
I didn't bring
up my kid sister to work in no hair
shop....

Mama looks over at him on the words "bring up" and he

catches her look.
...and Mama
factory.

don't

TONY
have

to

sew

in

no

He pulls out a bundle of cash, fifties and hundreds, and

starts peeling them off on the table.
Mama stops working,
looks.

--

TONY
(to Mama as
he counts)
Yeah, your son's made it Mama, he's
a success.
I wanted to surprise
you.
That's how come I didn't show.
my face around before.
I wanted you
to see what a good boy I been.
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55

CONTINUED
Pushes

69
thousand
That's
there,

dollar

stack

towards

TONY
a thousand dollars
Mama -- for you.

her.

right

She approaches it cautiously, her fingers

bills, then looks back at her son.
Who'd

you

kill

for

this

riffling

Tony?

GINA
(aghast)
Mama!
I

didn't kill
(lying)

TONY
nobody

Mama,

No? What are you doing now -- banks

or is it still bodegas, you and the
others?
TONY
C'mon Mama. Things are different.
I'm working with this anti-Castro
.group.
I'm an organizer now, we get
a lotta political contributions....
Sure you do Tony -- with a gun
sticking in somebody's face.
All we
read about in the papers is the
animals like you and the killings,
what about the Cubans who come here
and work hard and make a good name
for themselves? What about....

What
son!

GINA
(springing to
her feet)
are you saying Mama!

He's your

Son?
I wish I had one. He's a
bum!
He was a bum then and he's a
bum n o w !
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69

MAMA (Cont'd)
(to Tony, she's
worked up like
a madwoman now)
Who do you think you are, we haven't
heard a word from you in five years
and you suddenly show up here and
throw some money around and you
think you can get my respect? You
think you can buy me with jewelry?
You think you can come into my house
with your hotshot clothes and your
gutter manners and make fun of....
TONY
Hey Mama, come on, you don't know
what you're talking about.....

(continuing)
No, no, that's not the way I am Tony
and that's not the way I -(emphasizing it)
L raised Gina to be. You're not going
to destroy her.
I dont' need your
money, thanks.
I work for my living
-- and I don't want you in this
house anymore and I don't want you
around Gina.
So leave us alone...go
on, get out! And take this lousy
money with you, it stinks!
She casts the bundle of bills back across the table at him
like dead lettuce.
A silence. Tony sits there livid, soothing his scar, about
to explode, but doesn't. Gina mutters something in the
silence.
GINA
Oh Mama.. .why do you got to spoil it
for everybody.
(to Tony)
I'm sorry Tony, I....
Tony nods his head at his mother.
TONY
igently)
Okay, Mama, okay....
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EXT. TONY'S MOTHERS HOUSE - NIGHT

70
(Xl

Tony walks out icily.

(waiting in
the car, seeing
his expression)
Relatives, hunh? A pain in the ass,
they --TONY
Shaddup!

He's climbing into the car when Gina hurries out the house.
GINA
Tony!
Hey

who's that?

Checks himself in the rearview mirror, slicks his hair.

Tony and Gina talk next to the car.
Tony-.-Mama

GINA
-- since Papa

off....

took

TONY
Hey forget Papa, we never
okay? He was a bum!

had

one,

GINA

(continuing)
. . . she's got a lot of hate in her Tony,
she's proud, you got to understand
that?
TONY
(making light
of it now)
Hey it's okay, it's Mama,
want, she's Old World.

what

do

you

GINA
Tow,

back
into

I know you did some bad things

then.
some

Communists

The Army, I know you got

trouble.
TONY
you

know,

they're

always

trying to tell you what to do.

Mama,

she

GINA
doesn't understand-.-but

just want you to know, y'know, I

don't care. Five years, ten years,
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.CONTINUED

70
GINA (Cont'd)
it doesn't matter how long you been
away, you're my blood.
Always.

Pause.

She

stares

intently

at

him,

emphasizing

takes

out

it.

TONY
Hey I know...1
She

gives

him

soft

know.

kiss.

He

his

money

roll.

TONY
Say, I want you to keep this for
yourself.
Okay? Help Mama out, but
don't tell her I gave you this, okay?
She hesitates.. He nudges her on the cheek and slaps'the
whole wad into her palm.
TONY
Go on! Go out and have some fun,
what the hell? You gonna beat yourself to death at nineteen, pussycat
like you?
He gets in the car.

She

peers

in.

GINA
You can come by the shop y'know, any
afternoon, I'll be there okay?
Her

eyes

He

smiles

Gina's
off.
71

fall
back

eyes

on

Manny

with

pause

at

the

wheel.

charm.

on

him,

then

withdraw.

The sedan drives

INT. TONY'S CADILLAC SEDAN - NIGHT - MOMENTS LATER

Hey,
such
Tony

looks

at

(driving)
cone, you -never told me you had
a good-looking doll for a sister!
him

icily.

TONY
don't ever let me
fuckin' around with her,
dont ever fuck
around with,her....

Stay away
catch you

tx:

MaMy,

(feeling
Sure...sure.
A

71

EYeat)

beat.
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MONTAGE - PASSING

TIME

Music

the

accompanying

72
flipping

of

calendar

CUSTOMS - MIAMI INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT

U.S.

l/18/83

leaves.
- DAY

73

Tony,

spruce in his new three-piece suit with the diamond on

the finger and the expensive watch, looks like the young
ethnic American businessman in import-export as he steps in
front of a chunky, young Customs Officer, who looks at him
coldly.
Mind

CUSTOMS
that, sir?

opening

Tony, calm, unzips the chic

eyes drifting around....

OFFICER

leather

single

suitcase,

A woman, with a child and toy panda in a baby

cursorily checked through an adjacent line.
A

nun

is

waived

through

A stockbroker waiting
in Tony's direction.

in

the

third

fourth

his

carriage,

is

line.
line,

glances

nervously

(Xl

Tony looks away, back at the Officer who is thoroughly

ransacking the suitcase looking for a false bottom. He
waits, confident.
An

old

man

is

waived

through

fifth

line,

74

OMITTED

74

75

EXT. DOLLY STASH'S HOUSE - MIAMI - DAY

75

The mother-type unscrews the handles of the baby carriage,

pulling out the wrapped cocaine, while Chi-Chi extricates
another load from the kid's panda bear which is now in
shreds.
76

THE .oLD

helped by
from his
77

MANNY

76

MAN
Rafi, is removing
suitcase, laminated

a sophisticated false bottom

and difficult to detect.
77

AND GASPAR

break open wooden clothe6 hanger6 concealing cocaine

stockbroker changes clothes.

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THE MOTHER

78

picks up the baby and removes cocaine from its diaper.

While:
79

THEFORMERNUN

79

in partial habit, steps out of the toilet, adjusting her

underpants; she places a package of cocaine on a table, on
which we now see approximately five kilos stacked.
80

TONY
counting
looking

81

80
out
the

the cash for

operation.

his

But

this

time

going

there,

over-

81

out.

The nun, now a housewife, going

carrying hand luggage.
82

Omar

MIAMI INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT - DAY

Again.

.-

mules,

through

an

exit

gate

TONY

82

watching, glances up at the electronic information board -Houston clocks out the time.and
the boarding gate-.-we
move
to Los
Angeles -- "on time --Tony's eyes moving to the mother, now
buying her ticket-at the counters.

without

the

child,

Manny joins him, nodding okay.

Tony, with a glance at his
watch, starts out the terminal. The roar of the aircraft
blending with city sounds as we continue the rapid pace of
the montage with music.

83
thru
85

OMITTED

86

EXT. GOLF COURSE - MIAMI - DAY

Frank Lopez has Tony and Chi-Chi out on the golf course.
Tony never played before and gets frustrated, swings his
club at the ball like a baseball bat -- Lopez getting a
kick out of him. Chi-Chi naturally makes a perfect putt,
shrugging when Tony looks over at him amazed.

83
thru
85
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INT.

LAUNDRY

RESTAURANT

l/18/83

NIGHT

87
(Xl
(Xl

The plush millionaire's restaurant is to be seen again.

Frank has his arm around Tony, introducing him to a
business-type.
Elvira looks on.
88

INT.

HIGH-FASHION

STORE

DAY

88

In a high-fashion store, Tony buys a beautiful dress for

Gina who is delighted when she sees herself in the mirror,
hugs Tony. Manny watches, unable to take his eyes off her.

Your
My
89
and
90

SALESLADY
(admiringly
to Tony)
wife looks terrific in
wife?

You

TONY
gotta be

that.

kidding.

INT. LOBBY - LOPEZ CONDO - DAY

Elvira steps out of the lobby into
waiting for her.
She's surprised.

the

driveway.

Tony

TONY
He got held up at the golf club. He
told me to pick you up. Hell meet
us at the race track.
Elvira

contemplating

him

with

distaste.

TONY
He said if he was late to bet Ice
Cream in the first.
She

sighs, walks

across

the

lobby.

He

follows.
CONTINUED

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and
90

CONTINUED
She steps out in a Pucci summer dreds, looks around. He
points.
TONY
Over

there....
CONTINUED

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and
90

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90

CONTINUED - 2

89

She looks. The car is a yellow Cadillac convertible with

2
big fins and Snoopy the dwarf dashboard statue with stickers
all over the fenders. Adding to the impression are Manny
and Chi-Chi waiting in the backseat.
ELVIRlP
(registers it
with distaste)
That thing? You must be kidding.
TONY
(hurt)
Whaddaya mean, thats a

Cadillac.

ELVIRA
I wouldn't be caught dead in that thing.
TONY
It's got a few years on it but it's
'a creampuff.'
ELVIRA
It looks like somebody's nightmare.
91

INT. LUXURY MOTOR SALES - CORAL GABLES - DAY

91

Camera moves around a slick, red Jaguar -- XG 6 -- with

Tony, accompanied by Manny, Chi-Chi, the Salesman. Elvira
waits aloofly off to the side.
TONY
(to Elvira)
So

you

like

this

better?

(X)

ELVIRA
( shags 1
It's got style.

TONY
.
Yeah it looks like one of the tigers
from India.
(to Elvira)
Tony been dragging me around to the
zoos, looking at tigers. He wants
to buy one of them too.
(amused)
He do that he gonna have no friends
left. Not that he got any now.
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CONTINUED
TONY
You'll like the tiger Manny, you'll
see.
ELVIRA
You going to drive around with a
tiger in your passenger seat Tony?
TONY
Yeah.. -maybe some lady tiger
(to Salesman)
How much?
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91

SALESMAN
' Twenty-eight thousand dollars.
Fully equipped.
TONY
(genuinely)
That all?
SALESMAN
Machine gun turrets are extra.
TONY
(circling
the car)
Funny guy hunh...Manny,

c'mere.

Manny comes over and Tony walks him along the car, in
quieter tones.
TONY
.Get these sections bullet-proofed
...here...here.. .these windows....

(X

Yeah.
TONY
...and a phone with a scrambler.
. . .

(X,

okay.

(XI

TONY
...And one of those radio scanners,
y'know, pick out flying saucers and
stuff.
Yeah a good one.
ELVIRA
(joining
them)
Don't forget the fog lights.
TONY
Yeah in case I go to the swamps,
Good idea.
ELVIRA
(impatiently)
I thought you were taking me to
Frank?
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91

CONTINUED - 3

91

We

TONY
(glances at
his watch)
still got an hour.

No

but

You

hungry?

ELVIRA
bored.

I'm

TONY
Figgers.
Check it out, will you
Manny and pay the guy and grab a
taxi out to the track....
Thanks,

yeah....
TONY

(before
leaving)
Oh yeah 0-w
He reaches into his pocket, pulls out a decal, a private
joke.
He slaps it on the rear fender.
It's the same
sticker we saw earlier of the American flag with the
epitaph, "Will the Last American leaving Miami please bring
the flag."
Elvira

wonders

about

Somebody
92

it

as

gotta

he

joins

TONY
keep the

her.
animals

out.

EXT. LUXURY MOTORS - DAY

Tony leads her
out of eyesight

to
of

92

his yellow
the others.

Cadillac

TONY
I'm glad you came. 'I
buy the car you didn't
ELVIRA
Planning on driving the
aren't you?
Yeah

-- you

know

convertible

wouldn't
like it.
girls

what

would

(Xl

(Xl

crazy,'

TONY
who.

They get in the car.

And

parked

ELVIRA
Frank say?
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c0NT1NuED
She
the

92

has a coke vial out, casually hits one nostril, then

other, then takes a last hit through the mouth,
I

like

TONY
Frank.. -but I

like

you

better.

He reaches over and takes the coke from her.

Does a toot,
staring at her.
She's
uncomfortable. When he finishes he ,
makes as if to return it to her.
She leans to take it. He
kisses her.
She goes with it.
Pause.

She

pulls

back.

ELVIRA
(same tone of
voice as before)
Don't get confused, Tony.
fuck around with the help,

don't

As he puts the key into the ignition, Tony has this wolfish
grin on his face.
CUT

TO

INT. COCAINE LAB - BOLIVIA - DAY

Subtitle

appears:
COCHABAMBA,

BOLIVA

Alejandro Sosa is a playboy, about six-foot-two, black wavy

hair, athletic body and a Copacabana tan, the clothes, a
casual polo shirt and the latest pants from Calvin Klein.
On his wrist is a flashy gold ID bracelet with "Alex'
written in diamonds and on the other wrist a gold Rolex
with a bezel full of diamonds worth maybe $30,000. His
eyes fizzle with an energy derived not from drugs but the
continual excitement of his toys and his money.
Accompanying him everywhere is the Shadow, a thin, intense
venomous-looking Hispanic man in his thirties, he has the
look of death in an unsmiling face.
He is always in
proximity to his Jefe, usually slightly behind the person
or persons addressing Sosa -- in a sort of garotte
position, his eyes swivelling to stare down the person who
might glance at him. He is a continual source of tension
underplaying the scenes, particularly coming to affect Omar
who is insecure to begin with.

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Sosa is showing Tony and Omar through his coke processing
lab, past four coal-fired stoves, each with mas,sive
iron
kettles bubbling with coca paste...across
to a row of ovens
where the refined coke dries. The chemists and Indians
working there all acknowledge llel rey de1 rey" as he
passes, as proud of his factory as a vine grower his
vineyard.
SOSA

so this and my other factory 1 can

&&A guarantee production of 200
kilos refined every month
of the
year.
Problem is I have no steady
market.
Some months I can't get rid
of fifty keys, other months I have to
do 2 to 300 keys, it's crazy, hunh?
Nobody can run a business that way --OMAR
I know what you mean Mr. Sosa, we got
the same problems up in Miami, the
demand varies for us too, month to
month....
Sosa looks at him like that's obvious and moves on.
In his
skinny
suit, with the wet cigarette clamped between his
nervous fingers, Omar's not quite in his league with Sosa.
Tow, awed by the scope of it all,
look at a sample of the dried coke.
The

Shadow

stops,

eyeballs

follows

along,

stops

to

him.

Tony eyeballs him back, playing a game with him, then

samples the coke off his thumb into his nose. Pause.
expression says I like it.
He moves on.
The Shadow moves with him.
SOSA

(meanwhile)
...Basically what I'm looking for is
somebody to share the risks with me,
somebody in the States who might
guarantee me something like-.-say
150 kilos a month.
OMAR

That's a big commitment Mr. Sosa.

It's
too bad Frank's not here.
Something
like that you should talk to him. .
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SOSA
Yes, it would've been
have come.

nice

if

he

could

TONY
(cutting
in)
and he'd like meeting you too
1;;: Sosa.
But with his trial coming
up y'know, it's not so easy for him
to slip outta the country right now,
y'understand?

So

he

SOSA
(taking the
measure of Tony,
sarcastic)
sent you?

TONY
Yeah, something like that. You sure
got good stuff in there Mr. Sosa -class A shit.
Looking over the laboratory like it was his.
at him, annoyed.
SOSA
We'll talk at my house.
go....

Shall

we
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Omar glances

TO

INT. SOSA VILLA - BOLIVIA - DAY

94

The camera moves past a spectacular view of the mountains

to a cavernous dining room highlighted by huge paintings
from the Spanish classical period and ornate candelabra.
At the table are Sosa, Omar, Tony.
The Shadow sits impassively in a folding chair off to the side, watching Omar
and Tony. Tony is impressed, looking at the plates, the
glasses, the silverware, uncomfortable, trying to fit in.
He eats the salmon off a silver plate with oafish movements
of his knife and fork as the servants move to and fro, constantly changing dishes, confusing Tony (ad-lib during scene).
SOSA

(to Omar)
...say Lopez guarantees me 150 keys
a month for a year, and he picks it
up down here, I could sell it to him
for as little as 7000 a kilo.
You
cannot do better than that.
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OMAR
Well, we do that we gotta take the
risk of moving it. Also we'd be
cutting out the Columbians. You
know what that means?

TONY
That means we gotta go to war with
em.

looks over at him, not quite knowing yet what to make

of this guy.
SOSA
When we cut out.the Coluxnbians we
take risks -- on both sides.
Sosa

TONY
Split the risk. G u a r a n t e e your
delivery as far as Panama.
SOSA
Panama?
Risky?
It costs me more.
There I'd sell maybe 13.5 a key.
TONY
13.5! What are you nuts? We still
gotta take the shit to Florida. You
know what that's like these days?
They got the Navy all over the fuckin'
place.
They got frogmen, they got EC
2s with satellite tracking shit in
'em, they got fuckin' Bell 209 assault
choppers up the ass, we're losing one
out of every nine loads.
It's no
duckwalk
for us anymore, y'know.
Forget it.
Omar is looking at him, ready to explode at his blithe
assumption of power -- whereas Sosa chuckles, amused by his
brashness, starting to be intrigued by this animal.
SOSA
What do you suggest is a fair...?
Excuse me.
Interrupted, Sosa looks over at his black aide who suddenly
appears at the door, apparently with a message.
Sosa waves
him in.
The black aide Y- The Skull -- is a slim, tall imposing man
with academic, 'horn-rimmed glasses and close-cropped hair
on a huge and impressive skull. He combines the physical
qualities of an animal with an intellectual. As he
approaches, he glances down the table, his eyes falling
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briefly on Omar who doesn't connect. The Skull falters -just for a moment -- then continues towards Sosa with the
same stony, loyal expression.
Sosa lends his ear and the Skull whispers his information.
A beat. He whispers a second thought. Sosa reacts minimally.
Then he nods, dismissing the Skull who heads out the room.
Sosa glances at his gold Rolex.
(meanwhilzz
Tony in a whisper)
Shaddup willya Montana, Im doing
the talking here!
Tony shrugs.
SOSA
Where were we?
Panama.
right?

TONY
You're looking for a partner,

Omar shoots a poisonous glance at Tony.

SOSA

...something like that.

(chuckles)
OMAR
Look Mr. Sosa, we're getting ahead of
ourselves here.
Im down on Frank's
authority to buy 200 keys, that's it,
that's my limit.
I got no right to
negotiate for Frank Lopez on anything
larger than that. So why don't we...
TONY

Hey Omar why don't you let the man

finish, hunh? Let him propose his
proposition.
OMAR
Hey Montana, you got no authority here,
okay !
I started you in this business,
all right, so shut the fuck UQ!
TONY

(shrugs)
Frank'11 love it.

Don't worry about it.

OMAR

That's up to Frank -- not you.

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He looks embarrassed at Sosa who has been watching, sensing

also an advantage in the split.
I'm sorry about

OMAR
this, Mr. Sosa....

SOSA
It's all right. Maybe your partner's
right. Maybe you should talk to
Frank.

oM?iR
(a beat)
I don't think this is something
Okay.
I want to do on an overseas.phone, but
I can go back to Miami and talk to
Frank personally.
SOSA
(without
hesitation)
Good. My chopper can take you to
Santa Cruz now. I have a jet there
that'11 have you in Miami in five hours.
You can be back here tomorrow. For
lunch.
Omar is taken aback by

speed of the plan.

the

OMAFi

. . I Yeah I guess so....

TONY

Great.
SOSA

(glancing at
Tony, to Omar)
...leave your friend here. While you're
gone maybe he can tell me how to run
my

business.
(doesn't ?% it)
think that....

don't

TONY
(lighting
a cigar)
Hey it's okay. You tell Frank
I'm keeping this guy on ice for
.
Sosa

him....

laughs.

Omar

scowls.

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EXT.

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95

The helicopter blades whirr.

The Skull waits inside with
the Shadow. They both stare at:
Omar, who, with one hesitant look, steps inside.
The chopper lifts off the lawn, the camera moving to the
polo players exercising in the distance...a woman on a
horse rides by and we swing with her towards the villa.
Sosa walks Tony down an outside gallery towards the veranda
where servants lay out the coffee and fruits.
TONY
You know why they say Cubans are all
screwed up?
SOSA
Why?
TONY
'Cause the islands in the Caribbean,
the governments in Russia, the Armys
in Angola, and the people live in
Miami.
Sosa laughs. They reach the veranda, Tony glancing past
Sosa to an exotic-looking, dark-eyed senorita who gets off
her horse, held by a servant, and joins them.
TONY
(overlapping
the joke)
. . * They got a beard there that's all.
With a cigar and a big mouth.
SOSA
Maybe he'll move to Miami too...
Gabriella, my rose -- how was the
ride?

(Xl

Sosa changes his personality completely with her, dewyeyed and loving. They peck each other's cheek lightly.
GABRIELLA
(distracted)
Lovely.. .but the sheep in the north
pasture, they're destroying the grass,
it's turning yellow. You must move
them darling.
SOSA
1'11 take care of it myself.

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GABRIELLA
(turning
to 90)
...and don't forget we
Rinaldi's at eight.

have

the

SOSA
Of course not. Uh -- an associate
of mine.
From Miami. Tony Montana...
(to Tony)
My fiance, Gabriella
Montini.
TONY
Hello....
She nods to him in that
upperclass Latin way.

somewhat

uninterested,

rude,

tx:
tx:

GABRIELLA
It's
She

withdraws.

pleasure.

Tony

watches

her

tx:

go.

TONY
I gotta hand it to you. You got
everything a man could want.
Sosa, pleased, reaches for an expensive set of binoculars
on the patio table, looks up through them, at the helicopter rising off the lawn.
SOSA
(focusing the
binoculars)
I like you Tony. There's no lying
in you.. .Unfortunately
I don't feel
the same way about the rest of your
organization.
Tony glances
for him.

up

at

the

chopper, the servant pouring coffee

In-l -- Whaddaya
Mr. Sosa?
I

mean

Omar

TONY
getting

at,

SOSA
Suarez.
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Tony,
there

puzzled, glances up at the chopper which now hovers

high above the estate.

Sosa

passes

him

the

binoculars.

SOSA
This garbage was recognized by my
From several
associate at lunch.
In New York. He was an
years ago.
informer for the police....
Tony, astonished,
96

looks

THROUGH THE 3INOCULARS

up.
96

- OMAR

terrified, being positioned at the door of the chopper by

the Shadow and the Skull, his hands tied to his back and a
He is
length of thick rope looped around his neck.
struggling backwards in vain.
SOSA
He put Vito Duval and the Ramos
Brothers -- Nello and Gino -- away
for life.
My associate used to work
up there.
Through the binoculars -- they throw Omar out of the
chopper and he flies downwards and jerks back up as the
He hangs there like
rope stretches taut, snapping his neck.
a broken doll on a string as the chopper moves out of sight.
A
97

silence.
97

TONY
Sosa watches him closely
shaken, lowers the binoculars.
Tony looks back at him, contemplative.
for his reaction.
Sosa goes over, pours himself some coffee.
So how do
too Tony?

SOSA
know you're

not

'chivato'

TONY
stalks
(awry,
up to him)
Hey Sosa -- get this straight right
now !
I never fucked anybody over in
my life didn't have it comin' to him
-- okay! All I got's my two balls
and my word -- and I don't break 'em.
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TONY (Cont'd)
For nobody. That piece of shit up
there I never liked, I never trusted..
For all I know he's the guy who set me
up and got my buddy Angel Fernandez killed.
But that's history.
Im here.
He's
not. You wanna go on with me, say it.
You don't, make your move, hodedor!

(Xl

SOSA

(moves away)
I think you speak from the heart
Montana, but I say to myself this
Lopez -- your boss -- he has 'chivatos'
like that working for him, his judgment stinks.
So I think to myself,
what other mistakes has this Lopez
guy made, how can I trust his organization...hunh?
You tell me Tony.
TONY

Hey Frank's smart. Don't blame him

for that animal.
It's crazy business
we're in, it can happen to anybody -even you y'know.
I'll talk to Frank
myself.
I'll fix this thing up right
between you.
(then)
You got my word on that.
Sosa approaches Tony, focusing an intense stare on him,
makes an elaborate gesture of putting his hands out, Tony
followng the pantomine, puts his out.
Sosa now grips them.
SOSA

You speak with your eyes muchacho. I

think -- you and I -- we can work this
thing out, do business a long time
together.
Just remember -- it's the
only thing I ever tell you -- don't
fuck me Tony, don't ever try to fuck me.
Their eyes locked together.
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98

In all its Caribbean splendor with the long curving beach

and rich white buildings, bathed in a lovely violet light.
Music theme continuing over.
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99

In long shot we see an agitated Lopez entering his

dealership with his bodyguard. Against a background of
used American cars without great distinction, he ad-libs
his way through some customers and salesmen, shaking hands
and acting like everybody's favorite uncle...till we see
him approach Tony, who is waiting for him with Manny
outside his office. He jerks his head.
Inside.
They go.
CUT TO
100

INT. AUTO LOPEZ OFFICE - DAY

100

The office is highly decorated with plagues, momentos,

Cuban patriot flags, and lots of photographs, centering on
JFK and RFK shaking the hand of Lopez who now stares
incredulously at Tony.
LOPEZ
(livid)
You what! You made a deal for
fucking eighteen million dollars
without even checking with me! What
are you crazy Montana, are you crazy!
TONY
Hey take it easy Frank, cone.
LOPEZ
Con0 my ass!
TONY
At 10.5 a key, it's pure Frank...we
cant lose money, no way, we make
seventy-five million on this deal,
Frank.
Seventy-five mill! That's
serious money.
LOPEZ
Yeah and what's Sosa gonna do to me
when I don't come up with the first
five million dollars on this deal -send me a bill? He's gonna send hit
squads up here that's what. There's
gonna be war in the streets.
TONY

Frank...Frank....
LOPEZ
(ranting)
You know what this fucking trial is
costing me in legal fees, Montana?
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...You expect me to believe Omar was
'Cause Sosa said so? And'
a stoolie.
you bought that line?
(pause,
eyeing Tony)
Maybe I made a mistake sending you down
there?
Maybe you and Sosa know something I don't know?
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TONY
You saying I'm not being straight
with you Frank?
Lopez's bodyguard
his belt.

shifts.

tx:

Manny slips his hand closer to

LOPEZ
(carefully)
Let's just say I want things to stay
the way they are. For now.
Stall
your deal with Sosa.
Long pause.
word.

Tony's eyes meeting Lopez's.

TONY
(finally)
it your way boss.

...have
He

turns

to

He gave Sosa his

leave,

nods

to

Manny.

LOPEZ
Montana... just remember I am the
boss.
Sure
Gets

you're

the

to the door, Manny

TONY
boss.

joining

him.

LOPEZ
Y'know I told you when you started
Tony, the guys who last in this business are guys who fly straight, real
low key, real quiet.. -the guys who
want it all, the chicks and the champagne and the flash -- they don't last.
Tow,
101

EXT.

saying
AUTO

nothing, goes

LOPEZ

Just outside
expression.

the

door

with

Manny.

OFFICE

the

Fuck

out

101

door, Tony glances at Manny's question-mark

(with
him!

TONY
steel)
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INT. LAWYER'S OFFICE - NIGET

whites, and Manny, also slicked
Tony, impeccable in Cardin
UP, are shown by an elegant secretary into a plush office.
Behind the desk sits the heavy-lidded, cigarette-eyed lawyer,
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George Sheffield smoking yet another cigarette, his voice a

hoarse gravelled croak, the eyes -- with their deadxnan stare
-- always pausing before they speak. He doesn't get up from
his desk. His hair is flaming red. We saw him before, at the
Mutiny Club.
SHEFFIELD
What can I do for you Montana?
TOM!
(indicates Manny)
My partner. Manny Ray.
Manny, standing in the b.g., nods.. -Sheffield shifts his eyes
briefly, back to Tony who plops himself in a chair.
TONY
So George, they tell me you're the
best lawyer in town.
SHEFFIELD
Did they also tell you how expensive
I am?
TONY
Hey it's like J.P. Morgan says -- if
you gotta ask, you're outta your league.
SHEFFIELD
I see you been reading your American
history Montana, what've you done
lately to earn a place in it?
TONY
(chuckles)
Im trying to stay outta it, y'know
what I mean? Im expanding my operation. So I want a class guy like you on
the payroll -- advising me.
Starting now.
SHEFFIELD
(a longer pause
than usual)
...Start with a $100,000.
the table.
TONY
(an equal pause}
Sure....

Cash.

On

He sticks out his hand. Manny slaps an envelope in it.

begins counting out the cash, right on the tabletop.
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1C

Tony waits in his red Jaguar in the driveway of the building.

Lopez and his bodyguard exit the building.
A limousine pulls up.
Tony watches.
The threesome get in the limo and drive away.
Tony gets out of the car, crosses to the entrance.
104

INT. LOPEZ CONDO - DAY

1C

Tony waits outside the door, pushes the buzzer again.

Elvira opens it, a look of utter surprise on her face.
in jeans, barefoot and casual.

Shes

ELVIRA
Tony?
TONY
Hi there.
Elvira looks at him, still astonished and waiting for an
explanation.
There is none.
ml.. -you

ELVIRA.
just missed Frank.

TONY
I didn't come here to see Frank.
She looks at him amazed.

The

balls

on

this

guy!

ELVIRA
(cooling to
him fast)
This is not the time or the place.
Next time make an appointment first.
She tries to slam the door in his face but he blocks it and
bulls in.
TONY
I got something important to tell ya.
Why don't you make some drinks and
act normal.
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Sure.
here.

ELVIRA
Why not? We're all normal

She heads for the pool, nonplussed. Tony closes the door,
eases slowly across the room towards her, awkwardly trying
to make conversation.
TONY
I heard you was in Europe travelling
'round all by yourself. Woman like
you shouldn't have to travel alone...
(pause,
no response)
I been travelling myself.
Broadening

your

ELVIRA
intellect.

I heard.

TONY
What else d'you hear?
ELVIRA
I heard you and Frank aren't working
together anymore.
TONY
Yeah.
It makes things easier this
way, don't it?
She's puzzled.

He drinks a toast.

TONY
Here's to the land of opportunity.
ELVIRA
For you maybe.
She drinks to it.
TONY
Hey, do you like kids?
ELVIRA
Kids? Sure, why not -- as long as
there's a nurse.
TONY
Good.
Cause I like kids too. I
like boys and girls.
She's waiting.

He paws the ground, awkward as a bull.

ELVIRA
That's broad of you, Tony. Travelling
really helped. Look, Frank's going
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ELVIRA (Cont'd)
to be back any moment and when he
walks through that....

.-,-

TONY
Yeah.
Yeah -- fuck Frank.
Look,
here's the story.
I'm from the gutter
but I climbed out of it.
I'm not the
smartest guy in the world but I got
guts and I know the streets and I'm
making the right connections.
With
the right woman, there's no stopping
me.
I could go to the top, I could
be somebody here in Miami.
I could
be like Frank but bigger -- The
biggest!...
Elvira's

looking

at

him

Anyway what I
is that.. .uh
terrific.
I
I seen you.
tigers.
The
marry me and

like

he'.s

on

the

(Xl

moon.

TONY
came up here to tell you
I like you.
I think you're
known this the first time
You belong to me. We're
two of us...1 want you to
be the mother of my children.

Silence.
ELVIRA
Me?
She

laughs, a

(stunned)
Marry you?
short

harsh

laugh.
T

(sincere)
Yeah.. -marry me.
ELVIRA
What about Frank? What
to do about Frank?

are

you

going

TONY
not gonna last...
(puts down
the drink, puts
his hand on hers)
I'm not looking for an answer right
now Elvira, but I want you to think
about it, okay? I want you to think
hard... 1'11 see you the next time.

Frank's

,..T
----

. He goes. She
flattered.

stares

at

him,

still

dazed,

yet
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TO

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INT. BABYLON CLUB - NIGHT

105

The place is raging tonight as Tony and Manny arrive, in

tuxedos, making their way through the crowd greeting the
many people who know them now. We might note Tony has
refined the art of walking and no longer bulls LDeonle
out
L
of his path, he angles th?ough them. OWNER
(indicating
a table)
Over here.
Tony stops, spots his sister Gina, in an expensive looking
dress, with a flashy young Cuban guy in a burgundy suit.
TONY
What the fuck is she doing here,
she's....
(heading
towards her)
(stops him).
Hey c'mon Tony, it's okay, it's just
a disco for chrissake. What do you
give her money for if you don't want
her to go out, have some fun?
Gina spots Tony, hesitates, waves to him. Manny waves
back.
Tony nods. Burgundy suit checks them out.
TONY
Who's she with?
kid, he works for Luco, he's
harmless....
Some

Tony spots a Large Man coming towards him.

about 250 pounds.

Caucasian,

TONY
Keep your eye on her. Make sure he
don't dance too close.
Sure Tony.
LARGE MAN
(intersecting)
Hello Tony, you remember me?
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(drifting away)
be at the table.

TONY
(to the
Large Man)
Yeah, sure. You're...
(snaps fingers
trying to
remember)
...Bernstein, right.
Mel
Narcotics,
right?

Bernstein.

BERNSTEIN
I think
That's right, Tony.
better
talk.
(indicates a
quieter area)

we

There's something ugly in his smile, maybe it's 'cause just

the eyes do the smiling.
TONY
Talk about what, what's there to
talk about? I ain't killed anybody
lately.
BERNSTEIN
No not lately but we can go back to
Like Emilio Rebenga,
ancient history.
like a bunch of whacked Indians at
the Sun-Ray Motel in Miami Beach....
TONY

Oh yeah? ..you
know Mel whoever's
giving you your information must be
taking you guys for a long ride.
BERNSTEIN
Are we gonna talk or am I gonna bust
your wiseass spit balls, Tony baby -here and now?
Tony

looks

at

him.
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1C

in a corner of theeBabylon

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-- talking.
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BERNSTEIN
. * . yeah, so the news on the street
is you're bringing in a lot of yeyo
Tony.. .that you're no longer a smalltime hood, you're
public property
now, and the Supreme Court says your
privacy can be invaded....

No

shit --

how

TONY
much?

BERNSTEIN
(doodling on a
piece of paper)
There's an answer to that
He

holds

25,000 *

the

paper

That's

up

briefly

in

too....

front

of

Tony.

It

says

TONY
(reacts)
a big number.

BERNSTEIN
That's on a monthly basis. Every
month the same thing. You know how
this works, don't you? We tell you
who's moving against you, we shake
down who you want shaken down, if
you have a real problem in a collection, we'll step in for you.
I got
eight killers with badges working for
me.
When we hit, it hurts-.-Same
thing works the other way. You feed
me a bust now and then, some new
cowboy wants to go into business
you let us know -- we like snacks,
it looks good on the record.
TONY
S'pose I give you the
know you're the last
grease?
What about
DEA -- how do I know
gonna come out from

money, how do I
bull I gotta
Metro, Lauderdale,
what rock they're
under?

BERNSTEIN
That's none of our business,
we don't cross no lines.

Tony,
CONTINUED

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BERNSTEIN
(Cont'd)
(getting up)
I don't want this discussion going
any farther than this table.
MY WYS
have families, they're legitimate cops,
I don't want none of em .getting' embarrassed cause if my guys are gonna suffer,
then they're gonna make you
suffer.
Comprendre? ..Oh yeah and I got a vacation
comin' up.
I wanna take the wife to
London, England.
We never been there.
' Throw in two round-trip tickets.
First
class.
Tony

just

stares

at

him.

Bernstein

smiles,

(X)

points.

BERNSTEIN
I like the scar.
Nice.
Like Capone.
But you oughta
smile more, Tony.
Enjoy yourself.
Everyday above
ground's a good day.
He winks and
flicking back

goes.
Tony sits there brooding on it, eyes
to the dance floor.

Burgundy suit there is snuggling up to Gina on the dance

.floor.
Too close.
Tony is getting
spots....
107

pissed, he looks around for Manny, then

INT. BABYLON CLUB ENTWWCE

- NIGHT

10;

Elvira walking into the club, followed by Lopez and Ernie,

the bodyguard.
Lopez is delayed at the door by his buddy,
the Owner, and Elvira drifts in. His attention diverted
from Gina, Tony goes towards her.
She
Tony

sees
comes

him

coming, glances

right

up

to

in

Frank's

direction.

her.
TONY

Hi....
ELVIBA
Hello,
Lopez, in
Tony with

Tony.

conversation
Elvira, his

with the Owner, glances

expression narrows.

TONY
s o . . .Did you think about.what

said?

About

the

over, sees

kids?
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12/16/82
107

CONTINUED
ELVIRA
Tony, you're really nuts
you really are.

-Lopez

you

know,

over, takes Elvira's arm, and smiles at Tony.

comes

LOPEZ
Hey Tony, why don't you get your own
girl?
That's
Tense

look

on

what

TONY
doing,

I'm

Frank's

face.

The

Frank.
bodyguard

circles.

LOPEZ
(without
a smile)
Then go do it somewhere else. Get
lost.
Frank,

he

was

ELVIRA
only....

TONY
(ignoring her)
I don't hear so

Maybe
man.

good

sometimes,

(X)

LOPEZ
You won't be hearing anything, you
go on like this.
You
Frank

is

gonna

stop

TONY
me?

livid.
LOPEZ
You're fucking right I am.
I'm
you orders.
Blow.
(Esfumate)

The

bodyguard

Manny

suddenly

moves

closer

slides

to

into

Tony

frame,

who

giving

1X)

doesn't

backing

move.

Tony.

TONY
(icy)
Orders?
There's only one thing that
gives and gets orders, cabron
-- balls.
Pause.
crest.

Something's about to
Lopez abruptly turns

pop, turns
away.

back

just

CONTINUED

(Xl
at

the

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CONTINUED - 2

10;

LOPEZ
(to Elvira)
Let's go!
ELVIRA
Frank, this is ridiculous....
LOPEZ
C'mon!
He crowds her.
the club.
What

Angry,

she goes.

Tony watches as they exit

happened?

TONY
That cocksucker! -- He put that
homicide prick Bernstein on me.
They stroll back to the table.
What for?
TONY
The Emilio Rebenga hit.
that.
You're

Remember

kidding!

TONY
Who else knew about it? Omar's
fertilizer, ain't he? Lopez is
letting me know he's got weight on
me.
I don't know, things don't look so
good here, Tony. Maybe we should
get outta town for a while, y'know,
go up to New York?
TONY
You go.
I like the weather here
just fine.
He stops, his eyes darting to pick out Gina laughing as she
follows burgundy suit out of the main room and down the
stairs to the toilets.
Without hesitation, his irritation peaking now, Tony darts
after her.
CONTINUED

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107

CONTINUED - 3
MANNY
where you going?

Hey,
He

doesn't

answer.

CUT TO
108

INT. BABYLON CLUB - STAIRS AND LADIES ROOM - NIGHT

10E

Tony comes down the plush velvet stairs, flings himself

into the Ladies room...the ladies, surprised, look back at
him. No Gina.
109

INT. BABYLON

105

CLUB - MEN'S ROOM AND STAIRS - NIGHT

He moves over to the Men's room, throws the door open.

There are four legs visible in one of the stalls.
Tony
moves past two men washing up, and hurls himself against
the door.
It crashes open on Gina in the act of snorting coke, with
burgundy suit running his ha&s along her ass.
GINA

(shocked)
Tony!
TONY

What are you doing!

doing!

What are you

He grabs burgundy suit by the collar and whips him several

times into the wall.

Tony!
crazy!
He

rips

the

GINA
(trying to
restrain
him)
What're you doing!

coke out

of

her

hands

You're
and

scatters

it

the tiles.
TONY
(to

Gina)

What are you doing with this shit,

hunh?
(back

to

burgundy

suit)

Get the fuck out of here, maricon,

y'hear, 1'11 kill you next time.

CONTINUED

across

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90

CONTINUED

10!

GINA
Fernando!
TONY
(to Gina)

Shaddup!
Manny

runs

in, several

others now looking in from the hall.

Tony!
Tony shoves burgundy suit,out

of the stall, past Manny.

TONY
Go on!
What

the

hell

GINA
is....
TONY

You think it's cute somebody puttin'

their hands all over your ass, my
kid sister, hunh? In a toilet!
GINA
It's none of your business!
TONY

The fuck it isn't! Three

dollar
hooker, that's what you are.
Snorting shit like that at your age,
you oughta --GINA

What are you -- a priest? A cop!

Look at your life. You can't tell
me what to do!
TONY

telling ya!
I don't wanna see
you in here again.
I catch you in
here I'm gonna beat the shit outta
you.
GINA
Oh yeah!
Go ahead!
Im

TON-Y
You're getting outta here right now!
Don't push me baby, don't push me!'
Don't fucking

GINA
push me!
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109

CONTINUED - 2
Okay, c'mon, let's go outside get
some air....
The argument has moved across the bathroom to the lip of
the hallway. Several more people are watching.
GINA
You got a nerve, Tony, you got a
nerve!
You can't tell me what to
do.
I'll do what I want to do.
X'll go out with who I want and if I
want to fuck them then 1'11 fuck
them!
Tow, raging, smacks her
into the toilet.
The crowd is silent.

across

the face.

She reels back

Tony stands there, abated.

Manny moves across the floor and kneels down, consoles Gina
who is sobbing.
(tender)
Come on, baby, it's okay. .-it's
okay, he didn't mean it.
(strokes
her face)
TONY
(disturbed,
to Manny)
Get her home, get her outta here!
He turns and bulldozes his way through the growing crowd,
no regrets, but disturbed.
Manny helps Gina to her feet.
Come on, pussycat,
cup of coffee.

I'll buy you

CUT TO
110

INT. BABYLON CLUB - MAIN ROOM - NIGHT

110

Tony, isolated and edgy, reenters the main room, circling

the edges of the crowd, up to the bar.
CONTINUED

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CONTINUED

11C

TONY
(to the
bartenderess,
pointing)
Gimme a double of that!
He turns, catches a last glimpse of Gina leaving with Manny.
CUT TO
111

EXT. MIAMI STREETS - NIGHT

111

Manny drives Gina home in his two-seater Mercedes sports

coupe.
She's still angry.
GINA
...He's got a nerve the way he acts!
Mama's right. She says he hurts everything he touches. Well he's not gonna
hurt me anymore. Hell never see me
again. Never!
He loves you, what do you want. He
feels he raised you.
GINA
He still thinks I'm fifteen. He's been
in jail five years and he still thinks
I'm fifteen!
Hey, you're the best thing he's got.
The only thing. He don't want you to
grow up to be like him. So he's got
this father thing for you, protect you....
GINA
Against

what?

'Gainst

assholes -- like the sleaze

ball

the

in

red

suit.

He says it like it's personal.

GINA
(picks up on it)
I like Fernando, he's a nice guy, he
knows how to treat a woman.
(a face)

What future's he got? On a bandstand somewhere? He's a bum, Why

don't you go out with somebody who's
going somewhere?
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111

CONTINUED
She

gives

him

look.
GINA

Like

who?

Like

doctor

What about
me out?
She's

looking

straight

What?

or

you?
at

dentist

GINA
Why don't
him

now,

or

something.

you

take

challenging.

Me?

GINA
Yeah, you.
I see the way you look at
m e -- Manolo Ribera.
(nervous)
Hey, Tony's like my brother..
his kid sister, okay?

(X)

You' re

GINA
So

what?

so....
GINA
(taunting)
You afraid of Tony? You
Tony's kid sister?
Fuck
112

afraid

of

no....

EXT. TONY'S MOTHER'S HOUSE - NIGHT

112

Pulls the car over to the curb.

I

guess

we're

here.

Pause.
GINA
You think about it, okay, you think
about it real hard, Manny.
'Cause
you don't know what you're missing....
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112

CONTINUED
She leans across the front seat and lightly lays a
challenging kiss on his cheek. The ladykiller is rigid in
his terror.
She gets out of the car, crosses in front of his headlights,
towards the house, looking at him.
He watches.
CUT BACK TO

113

INT. BABYLON CLUB - LATER THAT NIGHT

The Owner appears at the mike, the music drifting
Sinatra's "Strangers In The Night'.

113
to

OWNER
All right, you coneheads, another
exciting evening at the Babylon, hunh?
Now I want you to check out this next
hombre.
I found him stoned in the
jungle and there's nothing you'll
ever see like him.
I present with
great pride, 'from Caracas, Venezuela
-- 'Octavia' !
Lights dimming to the bluesy rhythm of the Sinatra song as
sad-eyed Octavia suddenly appears in the shifting spotlight drawing immediate laughter.
He is dressed as an enormously fat old man with a Quasimodo
mask covering both the front and back of his head and neck.
With a red bulb for a nose, he gyrates grotesquely to the
sleek song; once the mood of laughter has been established,
the music suddenly shifts upbeat to "Saturday Night Fever"
and the clown, like a butterfly from a worm, starts
shedding the stuffing from his clothes, his big eyes
staring out at us in theatrical melancholy.
Tony watches, sitting alone, distracted by the clown.
More laughter, more clothes coming off, building a tempo.
PJ%en the head mask comes off, we see the gaunt handsome
face of a young clown in white paint with the large
blackened eyes staring without expression at the laughing
audience.
Tony is hooked by the image, looks on.
The clown is down to his leotards, thin as a stick, and
pulling the girls out onto the floor to dance with him,
bouncing around like yo-yos. Everybody is laughing,
everybody is merry...
CONTINUED

(X)

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113

CONTINUED
...except Tony and the clown, weaving in and out of the
sharpening spotlight in his white face as the act comes to
its close, a haunting figure of mockery....
Tony, absorbed by his thoughts, is lucky this time.

antennae warn him.

His
Out of the side of his eye, he sees....

The two hitters moving on him.

He sprawls. Machine gun fire rips through the upholstery,
smashing the mirrors....
Screams,

crowd diving for cover....

Tony, hit in the shoulder, rolls, gets his Baretta out of

his ankle, firing....
Hits one of the gunmen in the chest; the man staggers
across the disco floor firing volleys into the mirrors and
ceilings....
Tony moving under the tables, towards the door, firing....
The second hitter is pinned, firing back, breaking more
mirrors, and more screaming.
Tony lets the gunman have another burst then runs out the
door, his clothes ripped with blood and'glass.
The clown, Octavia,

lies dead on the silent dance floor.

CUT TO

114

EXT. THE BABYLON CLUB - NIGHT

Tony runs out, crouched, to his red Jaguar.
Exchanging shots with a third hitter across the parking
lot, he runs out of ammunition.
He jumps into the Jaguar, his windows being blown out.
The second hitter, wounded, running out of the club,
towards him.
The third hitter advancing, carhops scattering.
Tony reaching under his seat, gets a hold of his own Ingram
machine pistol, cocks it and lays down a field of fire.
Carhops

scattering, the hitters seeking cover.

Hitter two, already wounded, is hit again, his head

exploding like squashed watermelon.
CONTINUED

114

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CONTINUED

114

Tony now pops a button. Bulletproof blackout shutters whap

across the shattered windows.
He guns the Jaguar out into the lot, bullets careening off
the armor plating, whining against the shutters.
Tony suddenly brakes the car and reaches down and slams the
gear shift into reverse.
In an instant, his warmobile
climbing to top speed....

accelerates

in reverse,

As hitter three realizes it's too late, tries to get out of

there, but is overtaken and crushed by the car.
CUT TO
115

INT. SAFE

HOUSE - THAT NIGHT

115

Tow, aching from his wound, is attended by a Doctor, who

reveals to Us an ugly wound on his rib cage. Tony looks at
it, doesn't express a reaction.
DOCTOR
It's going to be sore for a few
months.
TONY
Somebody else gonna be a lot
sorer...
(to Chi-Chi)
Find out where Lopez is....
CUT TO
116

INT. MIRIAM'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

116

Miriam's a tough-looking little ckick

top with "Cocaine" written on it.
Miriam?

in panties and a tank

TONY'S VOICE
Yeah...Tony.
Manny there?

MIRIAM
Yeah... It's Tony.
Manny, in bed, is snorting a line of coke off a mirror,
takes the phone, in good spirits.
Tony cone, whatcha

up on me,

too?

doing

--

checking

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INT.

11/22/82
117

SAFE HOUSE - NIGHT

TONY
Look, get your fuckin' clothes on
and meet me outside Lopez's office
in forty-five minutes. That phone
Move your ass!
booth on 9th.
Yeah.

118

What
119

happened!

INT. SAFE HOUSE - NIGHT

Nothing
Tony

120

118

INT. MIRIAM'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

INT.

hangs

we

114

can't

TONY (v.o.
fix.

up.

MIRIAM'S

APARTMENT - NIGHT

12c

(grabs his pants)

I gotta go.
MIRIAM
This is worse than fucking
hopper, man.

a grass-

Hey,

I'm better looking.'

(hits the
coke again)
Don't do it all, I'll be back

later.
CUT

121

INT.

SAFE

HOUSE

Tony

ignores

the

TO

NIGHT
doctor

12:
taping

him,

checking

his

watch.
.

TONY
(to Nick)
Nick, when we get
at three exactly.
Yeah,

don't

there, call Lopez

You got that?

NICK
worry Tony.

I got it.

TONY
All you say is you're one of the
guys at the-club
-- 'Hello, Mr. Lopez,
there was a fuckup, he got away....'
CONTINUED

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CONTINUED

121
NICK
Yeah, Tony, I got it, no problem....
CUT TO

122

INT. LOPEZ MOTORS - NIGHT

122

Waldo remains outside, covering the street as Tony, Manny

and Chi-chi move gingerly along the darkened showroom...
Lopez's voice on the phone through the half-opened office
door.
LOPEZ'S VOICE
.you're kidding! Three to two?
Son of a bitch!...
(cradling the
phone)
Guess what. My softball team,
y'know, the Little Lopezers? They
won the Division tonight. We're
going to Sarasota for the State
Championship...Hunh!
Congratulations.

MUFFLED VOICE
That's .great Frank.

Tony, Manny and Chi-chi slide into the room, the latter two
with guns casually drawn.
123

INT. LOPEZ MOTOR'S OFFICE - NIGHT

TONY
Yeah, it sure is Frank.
do -- fix the umpire?

123
What'd

you

Lopez, his nose in a glass of scotch, almost muffs it right

there and then, but manages to recover.
LOPEZ
Tony...?
Uh, I'll call you
back-.-yeah.
Hangs the phone up and rocks forward at his desk.
Lopez's bodyguard, Ernie, gets the message from Chi-chi
sliding along the wall next to him, Manny covering the
other side of the room.
LOPEZ
Tony... what happened to you, hunh?
TONY
Yeah, lookit.
They spoiled one of
my $800 suits.
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11/22/82

CONTINUED

123
LOPEZ
Jesus! Who?

in his ripped suit, shoulder in a sling, face cut,

shifts his eyes with camera slowly onto Mel Bernstein
sitting there with a bourbon on the rocks, his two hundred
and fifty pounds bulging with irritated surprise.

Tony,

TONY
Hitters.
Somebody musta brought 'em
Never seen 'em before...Hiya
ii:;.
Is there an answer to this too?
BERNSTEIN
(uneasy)
Always is Montana, always is....
LOPEZ
Jesus, Tony, maybe it was the Diaz
Brothers, they got a deep beef going
back to the 'Sun Ray' thing.
TONY
Hey, you might be right.
LOPEZ
Anyway I'm glad you made it Tony,
we'll return the favor for you. In
spades.
TONY
(sits at the edge
of Lopez's desk)
Nah, I'm gonna take care of this
myself.
Pause.
LOPEZ
(awkward)
Well.. -What are the guns for Tony?
TONY
( s h r u g s )
What for? I'm paranoid I guess.
The phone rings.
Lopez lets the phone ring.
TONY
Why don't you answer it 'Frank?
CONTINUED
.

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CONTINUED - 2

123

LOPEZ
m-l. * .Must be Elvira.
You know women.
After we left that joint she....

-4'
The

phone

rings

again.
TONY
(reaches for it)
tell her you're not

1'11

here.

LOPEZ
(grabs the
phone first)
Wait a minute!
I'll talk to
her.. -Hello?...
(anxious)
Yeah... all right honey, don't
worry... I'll be home in an hour.
He

hangs

up.

Pause.

Frank,
Whatcha

you're

talking

TONY
piece

of

shit.

LOPEZ
'bout Tony?

Tony, angry now, grabs Lopez by the shirt and hauls him
forward across his desk so his gut lies flat across it.
TONY
You know what I'm talking about you
fuckin' cockroach!
Tony,

no!

LOPEZ
Lissen!

TONY
You remember what a 'haza' is Frank?
It's a pig that don't fly straight.
Neither do you, Frank.
LOPEZ
(nervous)
Why would I hurt you, Tony, I
brought you in!
So we had a few
differences, no big deal.
I gave
you your start Tony, I believed in
you !
TONY
Yeah and I stayed loyal to you,
Frank.
I made what I could on the
side but I never turned you Frank,
never -- but you -- a man ain't got
no word, he's a cockroach!
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CONTINUED

123

- 3
cockroach right in front of
him further across the desk,

He squashes an imaginary
*Frank's
eyes, then pulls
flailing.
Mel!
Mel sits

Mel!

Do

LOPEZ
something,

please!

there impassively.
It's your
in it.

tree

MEL
Frank,

you're

sitting

LOPEZ
Please Tony okay all right! Gimme a
second chance!
Ten million.
I'll
give you ten million dollars right
now !
I got it in a vault. In
Spain.
We'll get on a plane.
It's
yours, all of it...Elvira? You want
Elvira? She's yours, okay!
I: 90
way Tony, I
disappear, you'll never
see me again.
Just gimme a chance,
gimme a second chance Tony, please...
please!
He

sobs

pathetically.
LOPEZ
I don't wanna die Tony, I never did
nothing to nobody Tony!
I never
hurt nobody!
TONY
Yeah you're right Frank, you always
had somebody else do it for you.

He

turns

to

Manny.

Manny, you mind

of shit for me?

Tony

steps

TONY
shooting

this

piece

aside.
LOPEZ
No!

Manny

.- _--

shoots

No!
him

Tony!
with

the

silencer.

Three

times.

Lopez crashes backwards, draped over his desk like

his bathtub, amid his patriot flag and his Kennedy
CONTINUED

Marat in
photographs.
_

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11/22,'82
123

CONTINUED - 4
...Every
He

fixes

his

TONY
has his day.

dog

eyes

on

Mel

Bernstein.

BERNSTEIN
(remaining
calmly
in his chair)
I told him it didn't make sense
cliptiing
you when he coulda had
working for us instead. But he
hot tonight, y'know, about the
He fucked up.
TONY
Yeah, so did you, Bernstein.
His

eyes.. .Bernstein,

reading

them,

gets

-you
got
broad.

worried.

BERNSTEIN
Now wait a minute, Montana, don't go
too far.
TONY
I'm not Mel. You are.
He produces his Baretta from his sling and holds it in his
left hand pointed at the big man.
BERNSTEIN
(rising from
his chair)
Hey, c'mon, what is this?
shoot a cop, Tony.

Whoever
He

said

. TONY
you were

You can't

one?

fires.

Bernstein takes it in the gut, hits the floor, looks up

astonished.
.I. lemme
up....

BERNSTEIN
go, Tony, I can fix

things

TONY
Sure you can Chico.
Maybe you can
hondle one of them first-class tickets
-- to the Resurrection.
So long, Mel,
have a good trip.
He
no

fires several times into him until we can imagine he

longer of the living. Tony turns towards the door.
CONTINUED

(X

is

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CONTINUED - 5

12
(indicatize
bodyguard)
about him?

What
Tony

notices.

The

bodygurad,
You

Ernie, the
want

job

middle-aged

Cuban,-waits

stoically.

TONY
Ernie?
ERNIE

Sure,
Come

Tony.
see

TONY
tomorrow.

me

ERNIE
Thanks,

Tony.

Tony walks out alone into the darkened showroom, past the
hulks of the used Cadillacs, as we see the shadows of Manny
and Chi-Chi moving in a stream of light.
MANNY
torch

Okay,

(0-s.)

it!
CUT

124

INT.

LOPEZ

Elvira lies
gets up.
In

CONDO
in

THAT

NIGHT

her

silk

sheets.

nightgown, she

opens

the

The
front

doorbell

TO

rings.

She

door.

ELVIRA
Tony?...

Tow, still in his ruined suit with the arm in a sling,

moves

past

her

into

the

apartment.
ELVIRA

What's
Tony

just

stands

happened?
there.
ELVIRA

Where's

Frank?

TONY
Where do you think?..Why don't you
go pack your stuff. We're going
home.
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CONTINUED

124

Pause.
She
bedroom.

understands, moves quietly past him'towards the

Tony ambles over to the windows and steps out on the terrace,
breathing in the air. The lights of Miami wink at his feet....
. . . the
camera moving to one sign down there that says it
all, flashing its big neon bracelet ---

THE
PAN

AMERICAN.

WORLD IS

YOURS

TO EUROPE, AFRICA, SOUTH AMERICA

Tony drinks it in.

CUT TO
Montage - Passing Time:
125

MULTI-SCREEN
Spin

126

12$

to lively, marching music.

HANDS
counting

127

IMAGES

12L
money.

HANDS

12:

sealing cocaine bags...quaaludes...marijuana.

128

EXT. SOSA VILLA - DAY

12t

Sosa on the phone in Bolivia.

129

WT. TONY'S MANSION - DAY

12!

Tony on the phone in Miami.

130

EXT. MONTANO REALTY - DAY

13(

Tony -- with Manny, GaSpar, and Ernie -- exits the Montana

Realty Company in Little Havana.
131

EXT. MONTANA DIAMOND TRADING COMPANY - DAY

Tony -- with Manny, Gaspar and Gigi -- enters the Montana
Diamond Trading Company in Little Havana.

-^

13:

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One

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GASPAR'S
of

STREET

132

DAY

Marielitos, is

the

ambushed

and

blown

up

in

his

car.

133

EXT. BANK - DAY

Camera moving from a sign saying "Banco Del Sur Miamil to

(X)
Chi-Chi and Rafi unloading duffel bags from the back of a
Volkswagen van in the parking lot of the bank. Tony and
Manny supervise... the four of them now moving towards the
bank bent under their weights-like a column of ants carrying
the sugar.
Tony shaking hands in an office with a young bank president
They sit down to talk.
(to be seen again).

134

INT.

TONY'S

Chi-Chi's
135
:

'INT.

MANSION

on

MANNY'S

the

phone

APARTMENT

134

DAY
worried
-

with

(XI

Gigi.

1.3!

DAY

Manny's
on the other end -- with another ladyfriend, both
stripped down, the camera moving back down the telephone
cord to the receiver....

CUT TO
136

13

INT. TAP TRAILER - DAY

The tap -- trailer -- simultaneous...the camera moving
along the tape spools to the two narks listening.

137

Rafi, another
suburban stash
138

NEWSPAPER

VIC,
"135

THE

Marielito, is
house by the

led off
cops.

in

handcuffs

from

$100

Million

NEWSCASTER

drug-related

13

HEADLINES

Raid Nets
covers.
-139
.

13

EXT. STASH HOUSE - NIGHT

ON

Cocaine

Stash!"

Time Magazine

12

TV

homicides

so

far

this

year!"

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139-A

139-A NICK THE PIG

shaking

down

punk

in

Cuban

park.

139-B

139-B LITTLE HAVANA - NIGHT - GINA

exits

flashy

car.

140

OMITTED

14E

141

HANDS

143

stripping
142

false

bottoms

from

suitcases.
_.

EXT. GINA'S BEAUTY SALON - DAY

14:

Gina, with Tony, Manny, Waldo, Hernando, Gigi and Elvira

looking on, cuts the ribbon for the new Gina Beauty Salons
in Little Havana.
She looks towards her brother, then her
eyes linger on Manny.
He suppresses his smile, winks at
her.
143

INT.

MENS'

Manny
144

145

CLOTHING

buying

INT.

TONY'S

Mama

washing

STORE

new

MOTHER'S

DAY

14:

suit....
KITCHEN

dishes, looking

DAY

up

at

144

the

clock.

INT. TONY'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

Elvira

14!

snorting.

146

OMITTED

14(

147

INT. AMUSEMENT ARCADE - DAY

14'

And Hernando, another

over a video machine
148

EXT.

MIAMI

of

in

the Marielitos, now

an amusement arcade.

sprawls

dead

BEACH

. . . and a bloated Cigi floats in from the ocean onto the

lush white surf of Miami Beach, alongside some kids playing
with their shovels.

141

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INT.

MORGUE

Rev.

l/18/83
149

DAY

. . . as the morgue piles up with rows of corpses, their tagged

toes sticking out from under the white sheets like used cars.
. . *

and

the

beat

goes

on.
CUT

150

EXT.

TONY'S

MANSION

MORNING

TO
15f

DAY

In an exclusive area of Coral Gables, surrounded by walls,

security gates, acres of lawns and a guarded boat dock on a
canal.
Tony has erected his fortress-like Shangri-La, to
which he has,-- with a sense of humor -- added a large neon
sign on the front lawn that says:
THE

WORLD

MONTANA
Just

like

it

should

IS

TRAVEL

YOURS
CO.

be.

. . . as Tony and Elvira take their marriage vows in front of

the Monsignor; the triumphant montage music rising to its
full glory as a beggar's banquet of gang members and various
girl friends (but no sign of kids) looks on. Chi-Chi is
with a girl who looks like an animal, with an extremely
short
dress, looping earrings, the camera moving to Gina,
her eyes covertly tracking to Manny who gazes back at her,
evenly and openly as....

151

Tony

and

Elvira

EXT.

TONY'S

kiss.

GROUNDS

SAME

DAY

15

Tony, eating his wedding cake, his arm around Elvira,

nuzzling her, shows his entourage his new hobby.
Across a moat of water, a striped nine-foot Bengal tiger
stretches majestically under a solitary banyan tree, extending a giant claw and licking himself.
Tony

and

Intercut

Chi-Chi

kidding

around

with

the

tiger.

to:
151-

151-A EXT. TONY'S MANSION - GUARD HOUSE - DAY

Behind some nearby bushes, Gina and
the grass. They hear the sounds of
making shushing signals, then almost
sider their childish state.

are making out in

Tony's voice, freeze,
laugh when they con-

MaMy

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CONTINUED

151-A

From their point of

back to the mansion
cake.

view, we see Tony leading the entourage

as Chi-Chi throws the Bengal his wedding
CUT

151-B INT. TONY'S MANSION OFFICE - DAY - MONTH

TO

DATER

accompanied by Marmy, walks a young, thirtyish bank

president into his office, which is rigged with video
monitors surveilling all areas of the house and grounds.
There's an abundance of electronics -- televisions, sound
systems, computer toys, video games, desk, couch, chairs -but not one sign of a book on the walls.

Tony,

Jerry, the Banker, is slickly dressed, hair coiffed, the

eyes scooting shrewdly back and forth, the type of guy who
follows the Hong Kong money markets on weekends, a guy who
never stops thinking money.
TONY
...yeah, well, I can't pay that no
more Jerry, I'm gonna be bringing in
more'n I ever brung in, y'know. I'm
talking ten million a month now.
That's serious money.
So I think
it's time you bank boys come down
a bit, y'know, like....
BANKER
f-leY, Tony, c'mon, that's crazy,
can't do....
That's

too

bad,

TONY
'cause....

BANKER
Tony, sweetheart, we're not a wholesale
operation here, we're a legitimate bank.
The more cash you give us the harder it
is to rinse, y'know. The fact is we
yan't
even take anymore of your money
less we raise the rates on you.
You

-.

gonna

TONY
what, Jerry?

BANKER
Tony, Tony, we gotta. The IRS is
coming down heavy on South Florida,
y'know.
That Time Magazine cover
didn't help any. We gotta do it
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CONTINUED

151-B

BANKER (Cont'd)
Tony, we got stockholders, we gotta
go ten percent on the first twelve
million; that's in denominations of
twenty.
We'll go eight percent on
your ten dollar bills and six points
on your fives.
TONY
Ten
Hey,

points!
Tony,

we

go

someplace

else.

BANKER
Tony, Tony -- it's no conspiracy, we're
all doing it. You're not gonna find a
better deal.
TONY
Then fuck you, I'll fly the cash to the
Bahamas myself.
BANKER
You gonna fly it yourself, Tony -- on a
regular basis? Once maybe.
And then
what?
You gonna trust some monkey in
a Bahamian bank with twenty million
of your hard-earned dollars? C'mon Tony,
don't be a schmuck -- who else can you
trust?
That's why you pay us what you
do -- you trust us.
Tony looks broodingly.
Jerry glances at his watch,
he has another engagement,
BANKER
Stay with us, you're an old and wellliked customer. You're in good hands
with us.. .gentlemen,
I gotta run. H OW 's
married life? Say hello to the princess
See
for me -- okay.
She's beautiful.
you.
Take care.

suggesting

Going.
Tony watches, raging inside. He pulls a drawer
It's the
open and reaches for a private cocaine supply.
first indication we have of this. As he snorts:
TONY
That prick, that WASP whore. Jhat's
come over
he think I am, some maricon
on a boat....
So why don't we talk to this Jew
Seidelbaum?
He's got his own exchange,
he charges four percent tops -- and
he's connected.
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151-B CONTINUED - 2

151-E

TONY
I don't know. Mob guys
-- I don't trust 'em.

--

guineas

On the video monitor, Tony watches Jerry, the Banker,

leaving.
Now beginning to see things through the glass
darkly, Tony hits the other nostril quickly, casually -passing the vial to Manny who does his hit.
TONY
(eyes wandering
across to
another video
monitor)
You get the house sweeped
The cars?

this month?

Yeah, sure, I told you that.

thousand it set us back.
See
152

INT.

that

cable

TONY
truck

Five

there?

TONY'S MANSION OFFICE - DAY - VIDEO MONITORS

Tony's eyes fixing on the cable TV truck parked across the

street.
There are other private
A man is hauling cable.
gates visible. The area is lush with gardens, Spanish moss,
cypresses and quietly respectable million dollar houses with
their Spanish tile roofs and balconies.
Yeah?
TONY
Manny when does it take
days to rig a cable, hunh?

Hey

three

cops.
TONY
What if it's the Diaz brothers? What
if they're gonna come and get me?
I'll

check it out.

TONY
You check it out, then we're gonna
that fuckin' truck back to Bogota.

blow

CONTINUED

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110
(Xl

Rev.

l/18/83

CONTINUED

15;
The truck could be
not the only dopers
block y'know.

anything.
We're
living on the

TONY
Hey you got some attitude y'know
Manny -- for a guy in charge of my
security.
Hey I'll check it out.
I'm just
telling you we're spending too much
on this counter-surveillance shit.
Twelve percent y'know, of our adjusted
gross -- that's not pocket money.
You worry about
good at night.
again.

TONY
it, it
There's

lets me sleep
that fat guy

Manny looks over at a jogger running by the

porcine quality, civilian-looking,
fifties.
TONY
I seen him every day.
now.
So the guy
hood.
He's
How the fuck

jogs
some

'Bout

gate -- of the

week

around the neighborfat accountant.

TONY
do you know what he is?

Hey if he's a cop don't you think

running in circles around a house is
a pretty dumb way to watch it?
TONY
not...
(walks away,
stops, looks
back)
Im telling you we're getting sloppy
-- our thinking -- our attitude.
We're not fucking
hungry anymore!

Maybe

CUT
153
thru
157

OMITTED

TO
153
thru
157

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A-158 EXT. TONY'S MANSION - NIGHT - ESTABLISHING SHOT

158

A-158
(Xl
158

INT. TONY'S MANSION - BATHROOM - NIGHT - CLOSE ON

TELEVISION
COMMERCIAL
A television spot for Florida Security Trust (or Miami
Security Trust or Dade Security Trust depending on legal
options).
A respectable business-type walks along the
sidewalk with a renascent dpwntown
Mimi as a backdrop.
Skyscrapers, glinting glass, cranes....
BANK SPOKESMAN
s . -Here
at Florida Security Trust we've
been putting your money to work for a
better America. We've been around for
seventy-five years. We'll be here
tomorrow.
A

logo

for

the

firm

over

with

the

reminder

Since

1907."

Camera pulling back to reveal Tony watching in his huge goldleaf bathtub, a cigar clenched between his teeth. He looks
like a character in a Futzie Nutzie loafing cartoon, with his
TV hooked to one side of the tub, a long phone line to the
other, and a radio and portable bar all within reach.
TONY
(to the TV)
Yeah that's 'cause for seventy-five
years you been fucking
all of us over,
that's why.
(to Manny)
Somebody oughta
do something about
these whores.
Charging me ten points
on my money and they're getting away
with it! ThG's
no laws anymore,
anything goes.
l

Listen, these guys been here for a

thousand years.
They got all the
angles figured.
Manny straddles a chair next to the tub watching the m
news that was interrupted by the Florida Security Trust
commerical.
Behind him Elvira's in d robe, fixing herself
up in front of a giant mirror.
It's some bathroom -gigantic with a chandelier hanging in the middle of it,
Italian marble, plants, skylights, etc....
rugs,
.. .

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158

CONTINUED
You know what
Getting fucked.
A
She's

doing

true
a

capitalist

toot

of

15E

TONY
capitalism

coke

is

ELVIRA
if ever
off

--

met

flat

one.

mirror.

TONY
Row
would you know, bubblehead? You
ever do nothing 'sides get your hair
fixed and powder your nose? You do
too much of that shit anyway.
ELVIRA
Nothing exceeds like excess.
should know that Tony.

You

TONY
what? Why do you
like that?

got

Know
talk

always

to

(changing
the subject)
So I had a pow-wow with this guy
Seidelbaum today. He checks out.
I .got another meet set up.
TONY
When?
Thursday ten o'clock.
I thought I'd
take Chi-Chi with me. Do a million
and some change. Get my- feet wet with
this guy.

(Xl

TONY
of wet.
I'm
Not yet.

(Xl

That's a lot
Rockefeller.
Tony

points

to

figure

not

on the TV.
TONY

Hey,

good

listen
for a

to this,
laugh.

guy's

always

Visual of silver-haired television Anchorman -- Vie Phillips

-- with a bit of show business image in him -- to be seen
again.
Underneath his face, it says "Editorial."
. .
.:

CONTINUED

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158

l/10/03

CONTINUED - 2
NEWS ANCHORMAN
...the question is how with a small
law enforcement budget do you put a
dent in an estimated $100 billion a
year business? It seems at times
all you can do is put your finger in
the dike and pray but now we are
hearing voices that say the only way
we can solve the drug problem is the
same way Prohibition was solved.
Not by outlawing the substances but
by legalizing and taxing them.
These
voices say that will drive out the
organized crime element...
(pause
for effect)
& am not one of those voices.
TONY
(responding)
What do you know -- you never been right
in your life, Vie baby...
(to Manny)
Guy never fuckin' tells the truth.
It's the guys like him, the bankers
and the politicians who want to keep
the coke illegal so's they can make
more money and get the votes to fight
the bad guys. They're the bad guys.
They'll fuck
anything for a buck....

15E

(Xl

ELVIRA
And what about you Tony? Can't you
stop talking about it all the time,
can't you stop saying fuck? -- it's
boring, it's boring!
TONY
What's

boring?

ELVIRA
You're boring. Money, money, money!
That's all I hear in this house.
Frank never talked about money.
'Cause

Frank

was

(X)

TONY
dumb.

ELVIRA
You know what you've become Tony -an arriviste, an immigrant spit
millionaire who can't stop talking.
--

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thru

117
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158

CONTINUED - 3
ELVIRA (Cont'd)
about how much money he's got or how
he's getting fucked.
Why don't you
just dig a hole in the garden honey
and bury it and forget it.
TONY
you talking about, I worked
ass off for all this.
(indicates
the bathroom)

What're

my

CONTINUED

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158

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CONTINUED - 3

151

ELVIRA
(starts out)
It's too bad.
Somebody should've
given it to you. You would've been
a nicer person.
Hey you know
pussycat....

What

TONY
what your

problem

is

ELVIRA
(at
the
lip.
of the bathroom)
is my problem, Tony?
-

TONY '.
. ..you got nothing to do with your
life that's what.

Tony,

c'mon....

TONY
Why don't you get a job y'know? Be
a nurse, work with blind kids, lepers,
open a stationary store, I don't give
a shit.
Anything beats lying around
waiting for me to fuck you all the time.

(Xl

ELVIRA
( stung 1
Don't toot your
not that good.
Frank

You're
She

was

horn,

TONY
better?

ELVIRA
(guietly)
an asshole.

goes.
TONY
(calling after
her, guilty)
Hey c'mon Elvie, whatta
for, this is dumb!

He

honey, you're

splashes

the

water

in

his

tub

we
and

fight
slams

the

TV

CONTINUED

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coNTIm - 4
(watching)
I guess married life's not all that
it's cracked up to be, hunh, Chico?
A friendly smile but Tony just stares glumly after Elvira.
(rises)
I gotta hot date....
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119

CONTINUED - 4

This

158

TONY
(glaring into
his bathwater)
Seidelbaum thing?

Yeah?
TONY
Me and Nick'11 take care
stay out of it.

why!

of

it.

You

(very surprised)
It's my deal.

TONY
You stink as a negotiator, that's why.
You like the ladies more'n you do the
money -- that's your problem Manny.
Hey wait a second, I'm your partner
Tony, you can't trust me, who the
fuck can you trust?.
Pause.

Tony

mumbles

something,

barely

heard.

TONY
Junior

Junior

partner.
(catching7
partner my ass!

TONY
I'm in charge. Do as I say. You
go to Atlanta, you handle the Gomez
delivery there.
(a
You oughta
muchacho.
He

leaves,

beat)

lissen to your

You

pissed, Tony

are

an

mumbling

wife,
asshole.

to

himself

in

his

bath.

TONY
(to himself)
Puck you too... what do you know, who
the hell put things together;..me!
.Who do I trust -- me, that's who....
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EXT.

120
WAREHOUSE - ALONGSIDE MIAMI FREEWAY - DAY

Tony and Nick The Pig get out of a van, frowning in the
glary sunlight. From the continual sound of jet aircraft
taking off and landing we might sense we're near an airport.
As Nick hauls a duffel bag on his back, Tony, carrying a
suitcase of his own, reads the sign on top of the warehouse:
"CONSOLIDATED CARRIES INC.
160

INT. SEIDELBAUM OFFICE - WAREHOUSE - DAY

16

The office is bare and ugly, the furniture naugahyde black.

There's noise from an outer office, and people on phones,
moving, talking.
Tony and Nick sit on a couch stacking twenty dollar bills
from the duffel bag and suitcase onto a coffee table.
Two men in casual sports clothing sit opposite them in
chairs, one of them -- Seidelbaum -- squaring the bills and
passing them efficiently through a money-counting machine
which clicks at rhythmic intervals throughout the scene.
Seidelbaum's a small, fat 7th Avenue-type with a lot of
rings on his fingers and sharp, porky eyes.
The other guy -- Luis -- a dark Cuban, is long, lean and
smooth with aquiline nose and dancing eyes. He drinks
coffee, smiles a lot and bullshits -- two sordid guys who
look the part.
It's a tedious process counting a million five in twenties,
it takes four/five hours; and throughout the desultory
dialogue Tony, absorbed by the money, and Nick never stop
the monotonous work of counting and stacking and noting the
At all times all four men, thoroughly aware of
amounts.
the large stacks on the table, move and talk gingerly
although they appear casual and bored. They drink a lot of
coffee.
LUIS
. I . yeah back then I worked in pictures
I was in that picture
down in Columbia.
Burn, y'ever see it?.. with Marlon Brando.
We're good friend.
I was his driver....
NICK

(stacking)
Oh yeah?
LUIS
Yeah, in Caragena, they shot it there
...Gillo Pontecorvo, he was the director.
Italian guy.
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121

CONTINUED
LUIS

1%

(Cont'd)

(pause)
Yeah, I also know Paul Newman. I
worked with him in Tucson.
NICK THE PIG
That so? Say, you know Benny
Alvarez there?
LUIS
uh.. . .
SEIDELBAUM
(interrupting
to Tony)
Now you want a company check
for $283,107.65?

here

TONY

checking
(pause,
his fingers)
uh.. . I come up with 284.6
SEIDELBAUM
(pauses, looks again
at his figures)
No, that's just not possible. The
machine don't make mistakes.
Well,

we'll

TONY
count it

again.

SIEDELBAUM
Oh

Jesus!
.

TONY
Hey business is business.
We're
talking $1500.
SEIDELBAUM
(exasperated)
Okay, you keep the change okay, I
don't give a shit.
TONY
go through it again

Okay but I'll

with you.
Seidelbaum

ignores

it, counting

O k a y . . . This
to the....
Montana

up

another

SEIDELBAUM
check now, this

Realty

one

stack.
goes

TONY
Company.
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160

CONTINUED - 2

160

NICK
(to Luis)
How come you don't
Alvarez?

know

Benny
DISSOLVE TO

161

INT. SEIDELBAUM'S

WAREHOUSE OFFICE - DAY

161

They're drinking another round of coffee, exhausted, smoke

filling the room. The table now resembles a Mount Everest
of green and they're still counting. The money, like
discarded food, is spread all over the place -- in boxes,
brown paper bags, on the couch. They stretch, rub their
eyes.
SEIDELBAUM
to what?

Were up

LUIS
(consulting
his notes)
Seven checks.
A million three hundred
twenty-five and six hundred twenty-three
...plus eighteen cents.

Hey
200
Yeah
Fulls

pistol

(Xl

TONY
(grins)
we're almost finished.
Another
thousand and we can take a leak.
but

this'11

from

his

SIEDELBAUM
do fine.

ankle

and

rises.

SEIDELBAUM
You're under federal arrest, Montana,
for a continuing criminal conspiracy.
The Rico Statute. Get 'em up.
Tony

astonished.
Oh

shit.. -You're

TONY
not

kidding

hunh?

Eyes darting. Considering the options.

The
man's eyes are suddenly agile and mean-.-Tony
lifts his arms.

(Xl
little
reads

fat
them,

(X)

SEIDELBAUM
(to
Get

Luis)

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it.
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CONTINUED
Luis

161

moves

around

Tony

to

disarm

him.

TONY
So how do I know you guys are cops?
Luis,
under

produces a wallet
Tony's nose.
What's

Insert:

Photograph

Hey
one

that
and

with

say,

identification,

shoves

it

LUIS
asshole?

Drug

Enforcement

TONY
(impressed)
that's good work,
of those?

where

Agency

can

ID.

get

LUIS
Cabron!
You call yourself Cuban?
You make a real Cuban throw up.
SEIDELBAUM
Looie!

Cool

it.

TONY
(unfazed;
wiping the
sweat off)
Call your dog off, Seidelbaum. I
wanna call my lawyer.
SEIDELBAUM
Lotta good he's gonna do you
Montana.
There's an eye there
the wall.
(points)
Say hi, honey....
162

IN'P. SEIDELBAUM'S
VIDEOTAPE

in

WAREHOUSE OFFICE - DAY - REVERSE ANGLE ON

Blurry image of the men in the room. Tony is not that

clear an image as he glances briefly, uninterested, into
the camera.
TONY
Yeah, is that what you
front of Seidelbaum?

jerk

off

in
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CONTINUE3
NICK
Oh shit and I was supposed to meet
this chick at three.
What a pain in
the ass.

Okay,

163

The

angle

BACK

TO

goes

SEIDELBAUM
(to camera)
Danny, turn it off.
black.

SCENE

163

SEIDELBAUM
(reciting
the Miranda)
All right, Montana, you have the
right to remain silent. Anything
you say can be taken against you.
You have the....
TONY
(cuts him off)
I know all that shit, Seidelbaum,
save your breath.
It ain't gonna
stick.
You know it, I know it.
I '.m
here changing dollar bills is all.
So you wanna waste everybody's time
here, I call my lawyer. Best lawyer
in Miami. He's so good tomorrow
morning you're gonna be working in
Alaska, Seidelbaum....
As

they

handcuff

him....
DISSOLVE TO

164

INT. TONY'S BATHROOM - DAY

"Drug
photo

King Posts Record $5

of Tony, Elvira, and

164
Million Bond" -- a front
Sheffield, the lawyer.

page

CUT TO
165

XNT. TONY'S BATHROOM - DAY

165

Tony, tense, checks himself in the mirror, adjusts 3s

hair.
A vial of coke appears. He snorts a large amount,
goes out.
It's the first time we sense he might be using
the stuff on a steady and increasingly heavy basis.
CUT

TO

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125
(X)

2nd

Rev. 11/22/82

INT. LAWYER'S OFFICE - NIGEXT

Tony is pacing nervously.
Sheffield rasps through a
his desk.
. ..you

Manny
cloud

166
looks on.
Red-headed
of cigarette smoke behind

SHEFFIELD
give me a check for a hundred

grand plus three hundred in cash and

I guarantee you walk on the conspiracy
charge.
But they're gonna come back
at us on
get it.
What

am

tax

evasion

--

and they'll

TONY
looking at?

SHEFFIELD
Five years, you'll be out in three,
maybe less if I can make a deal.

TONY
For what!
Three years in the can!
For washing money? This whole
country's built out of washed money!
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126

CONTINUED

16r
Hey, Tony, what's three years?
ltvs
not like Cuba here.
Its like going
to a hotel.

Tony shakes his

epileptic fit.

head, grimacing like he's having an

SHEFFIELD
I'll delay the trial.
A year and a
half, two years, you won't start
doing time till '85.
TONY
No...no,
they never get me back in a
cage.. -never!
HeyI George I go
another four hundred grand -- I go
800,000 dollars, okay? With that
you can fix the Supreme Court, hunh?
SHEFFIELD
Tony.. .the law has to prove 'beyond
a reasonable doubt.'
I'm an expert
at raising that doubt but when you
got a million three undeclared
dollars staring into a videotape
camera, honeybaby, it's hard to
convince a jury you found it in a
taxi cab.
Tony paces back and forth like a tiger, corking his fury.
Abruptly coming to a decision, he whirls and leans across
Sheffield's desk.
TONY
All right-.-all
right.
I do the
three fuckin' years but lemme tell
you about my law, George.
It's real
simple.
There's no 'reasonable
doubt.'
If you're rain-making the
judge or you fuck me for the four
hundred grand and I come in guilty
on the big rap -- you, the judge,
the prosecutor, nothing's gonna stop
I'm gonna come and tear
me, y'hear?
your fuckin' eyeballs out.
Pause.
SHEFFIELD
(cool)
The point is made. Now where's the
money?
Tony nods to Manny who hauls a briefcase up on Sheffield's
desk.
Tony abruptly walks out, a vial appearing in his
hands as he steps out of the office.
He
sniffs.
.
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TO

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127

EXT. SOSA VILLA - BOLIVIA - DAY

167

Camera follows Tony with Ernie and Chi-Chi dowr'the outside

gallery onto the veranda where Sosa is reclining with
several other men -- all in casual clothes, enjoying their
coffee after lunch.
SOSA
(rising)
Tony...Tony.
TONY
Alex.
They hug like they were the closest of friends.
SOSA
I'm glad you made it on such short

notice.
Elvira?

I appreciate it.

She's okay.

Hows

TONY
How's your wife?
SOSA

Three more months.

TONY

That's

great.

SOSA
And you, when are you going to have
another Tony to take your place.
TONY
(sore point)
I'm working on it.
SOSA

I guess you'll have to work harder,

Tony.
They laugh, nervously. Sosa is a little more reserved with
him than before -- in tune.with the other men at the
meeting.
SOSA

Tony, come, I want you to meet some

friends of mine.
He smoothly guides Tony towards the group of men who rise.
SOSA

is Pedro Quinn, chairman of

Andes Sugar here...Tony Montana.

This

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128

CONTINUED

167
A

PEDRO QUINN
pleasure, Mr. Montana.

Camera tracking through ad-lib introductions,

assuming a faint martial stride.

the

music

SOSA
General Eduardo Strasser, Commander
of the First Army Corps...Tony
Montana.
The

man

is

in

civilian

clothes.
SOSA

Ariel
Bleyer, from the Ministry
the Interior...Tony Montana.

of

The cameras moving past Sosa's black aide, the Skull (who
nailed Omar) silent behind his sunglasses, to an Americantype in a Brook6 Brothers suit who stands.
SOSA
. . * Charles Goodson
-from Washington.

friend

of

ours

TONY
Hi....
How

do

you

do,

GOODSON
Mr. Montana....

He smells like a government guy.

Sosa summons
aide -- in a hushed voice.
SOSA
Nicky, have Albert0 meet us in the
living
room.
The

black

aide

the

black

goes.
SOSA
(solicitous)
come, please sit

Tony,

here.

Tony is shown a chair in the middle of the veranda,

surrounded on
proceedings.

all sides. There is a strained beat to the

Ernie and Chi-Chi hang around the edges.

He suddenly catches a glimpse

moving with another woman past
she's gone.

of the sloe-eyed Gabriella

a window of the house. Then

Sosa pulls
knees.

opposite

up

chair

right

Tony,

almost

SOSA
Tony, I want to discuss something
that concerns all of us here....
CONTINUED

touching

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/-

167

CONTINUED - 2

16
TONY

Sure, Alex.
SQSA
Tony, you have a problem; we have a
problem... I think we can solve both
our problems.
Tony

waits.

SOSA
We all know you have tax troubles in
your country -- and you may have to
do a little time. But we have some
friends in Washington who tell us
these troubles can be taken care of
...maybe you'll have to pay a big
fine and some back interest, but
t h e r e s no
time....
Pause.
Tony looks.
gaze away.
And

The American guy, Goodson, shifts his

TONY
Alex?

your problem,

Sosa looks around, stands up.

SOSA
Come I I'll show you.
Tony cautiously stands to follow him.
CUT TO
168

INSERT - INT. SOSA VILLA LIVING ROOM - DAY - VIDEOTAPE MATOS STUDY
A "Phil Donahue-type" setting. A segment now in progress
with the "Donahue-type" interviewing Dr. Orlando Gutierrez.
Gutierrez is a young charismatic man, very well dressed and
polished in a South American manner who exudes a sense of
enormous passion.
GUTIERREZ
than 10,OOO'of our people are
being tortured and held without trial.
In the past two years, another 6,000
have simply disappeared. And your
government -- what does it do? It
sells my government tanks, planes,
guns, but not a word -- not-a whisper
-- about human rights!
...More

CONTINUED

168

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CONTINUED

16l

INTERVIEWER
I've heard whispers, Doctor Gutierrez,
about the financial support your government receives from the drug industry in
Bolivia.

GUTIERFSZ
The irony, of course, is that this
money -- which is in the billions,
J i m - - is
coming from your country.
You are the major purchaser of our
national product -- which of course
is cocaine.
INTERVIEWER
So what you're saying Doctor Gutierrez
is the United States Government is
spending millions of dollars to
eliminate the flow of drugs into our
streets and at
- the- same- time is
doing business with the very same
government that floods those' streets
with cocaine.. -that's a bit like
robbing Peter to pay Paul, isn't it?
GUTIERRBZ
(laughs)
Let me show you some of the other
characters in the comedy, Jim...my
organization just recently traced a
purchase by this man --Gutierrez holds up a photograph -- insert the face
screen,
dour, ruthless.
GUTXERREZ
. . . here he is, the charming face
belongs to General Cucombre, the
Defense Minister of my country.
Two
months ago he bought a twelve million
dollar villa on-Lake Lucerne in
Switzerland.
Now if he's supposed
to be the Bolivian Defense Minister,
what's he doing living in Switzerland?
Guarding the cash register?

on

the

TV

Laughter.
169

TONY

169.

watching, touching
the coke usage.
.I.a

his

nose

Communist

lot,

SOSA
-- financed

blowing

by

it,

Moscow.

hyped

from

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170

GUTIERREZ
holds up another
TV screen.

photograph

-- insert

the

face

on

170
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the

GUTIERREZ
...this is Alejandro Sosa.
Interesting character. A wealthy landowner.
Educated in England.
Gocd
family.
The business brain and drug overlord
of an empire stretching across the
Andes.
Not your ordinary drug dealer....

(Xl

INTERVIEWER
What are you suggesting we do
this, Doctor?

(X)

about

GUTIERREZ
(passionate)
The United States Government has.to
stop supporting these facist
gangsters that are running my country,
that is what your country has to
do.
You have to set a strong example
by calling for the observation of
fundamental human rights.
171

(Xl

TONY

171

staring

intently

at

him,

reluctantly

impressed.

GUTIERREZ
You Americans have no idea how
important your country is as a
symbol and a bastion of those
rights.
You have no....
Sosa flips
alone with

off the
Tony.

television.

The

(Xl

lights

come

on.

SOSA
...he's scheduled next for 60 Minutes.
He's going on French, British, Italian,
Japanese
television.
People
everywhere
are starting to listen to him. He's
embarrassing, Tony...That*s
our problem.
TONY
Yeah.
Sosa

looks

up.
CONTINUED

He's

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CONTINUED

171

The Shadow (seen before at the disposal of Omar) comes into

the room, thin and quiet, his venomous eyes flicking over
Tony.
The Skull leads him in.
SOSA
Albert0
before?...

You've

met

Sure.

TONY
(remains seated)
How could I forget?

SOSA
Alberto, you know Tony
partner from Florida.

Montana

--

my

CONTINUED

,*
._

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132

CONTINUED
Albert0

171

nods icily, remains

standing

adjacent.

SOSA
(to Tony)
So you see Albert0 here is going to
help fix our problem. Alberto, you
know, is an expert in the disposal
business -- but he doesn't know his
way around the States too well, he
doesn't speak English, and he needs
a little help...
(*en)
Is that a problem, Tony?
Tony looks around the faces, then:
TONY
That's no problem, Alex....
Alex nods, pleased.
Hold on Tony.

He blows his nose again.

CUT TO

172

INT.

THE

LAUNDRY

RESTAURANT - MIAMI -

NIGHT

A millionaire's place, like "The Forge" on Arthur Godfrey

Road.
Tony, Elvira,
maitre d'.

and Manny are shown to their table by the

Tony, a little loaded, intersects a group of people at

another table and stops, putting his hand on a heavyset

man's

shoulder.
TONY
Hey, Vie,

watch

your

show

everyday.

Vie

-- who we saw before editorializing on television.-cranes his leonine white head of hair around with a
patrician annoyance reserved for bores in restaurants.

VIC
Oh, is that so?
TONY
Yeah. Hey, you know that two hundred
kilo DEA bust you was congratulating
the cops for on the toob the other night?
.-_ .

VIC
Aren't you.. .Tony Montana?
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175

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133

CONTINUED
TONY
(beaming now,
ignoring Manny
who comes to
retrieve him)
that's me.

Yeah,
The half-dozen
intrigued.

rich

people

in

the

dinner

party

are

TONY
(waves to them)
Hi folks, don't get up. Anyway, Vie,
check it out.
I heard like it was
220 kilos went down. That means
twenty is missing, right? Ask your
friends, the cops, about that -- and
keep up the good work, Vie, but
don't believe everything you hear,
y'know what I mean? Okay, have a
good dinner, nice to meet you people.
Waves farewell to
and leaves them

them, pats
murmuring.

Vie

(reproving)
Hey, Tony, that's not
lotta friends in....

once

cool,

more

he's

on

got

the

shoulder,

TONY
I don't give a fuck.
He's an asshole!
Never fucking tells the truth
on TV!
That's the trouble in this
country.
Nobody fucking tells the
truth!
Not caring if he's overheard, Tony seems to be in the grip
of an anguish he does not understand.
.CUT TO
173

TONY

17:

sits with Manny and Elvira, who is dipping into a vial of

coke in the purse in her lap. Another huge meal is being
consumed, the best roast beef, bottles of red and white
wine, cigars....
so what's the big mystery, what
happened down there with Sosa?
.

Lot
The

TONY
of bullshit, that's what. Politics.
whole world's turning into politics.
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_-

134

CONTINUED

173

He pulls out his

and drinking.
The
was

own

vial

under

the

one thing we always

politics, Tony.

table

stayed

between

out

eating

of

TONY
Yeah, so what do you think Emilio
Rebenga was? Politics or what?
Manny

remembers.
No

free

rides

So who's this
with you, the

TONY
in this

world,

guy
guy

brought back
don't blink?

you
who

kid.

ELVIRA
What

guy?

TONY
(to Manny)
You stay out of it. Run things down
here.
1'11 be up in New York next week.
He

takes

hit,

unnoticed.
ELVIRA

What

(unheard)
guy?

(to Tony)
I don't like it.
TONY
You don't like it!
It was you got
me into this mess in the first place
with that fuckin' Seidelbaum!
What's

Seidelbaum

got

to

do

with

this?

Tony sighs, turning his attention to Elvira. He surveys the

table with the bored satiety of a Roman Emperor, points to
Elvira's untouched plate.
TONY
Why don't you eat your
wrong with it?

food,

what's

..

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135

CONTINUED - 2

17:

ELVIRA
I'm

not

hungry.

She quickly does one

ment of her hand.
So
I
She
Two

what'd
lost

my

nostril

you

with

TONY
order it

quick,

practiced

move-

for?

ELVIRA
appetite.

does the other nostril.

Tony looking
beats. He passes a silent burp.

at

her.

One

beat.

at

Elvira,

(trying to
shift the mood)
So what about the trial?
I heard
Sheffield thinks he can get a new
postponement....
Tony, bleary-eyed now and drunk, continues
then away, encompassing the restaurant.

to

look

TONY
(ignoring the question)
Is this it? Is that what it's all about,
Manny?
Eating, drinking, snorting, fucking?
Then what? You're fifty and you got a bag
for a belly and tits with hair on 'em and
your liver's got spots and you're looking
like these rich fuckin' mummies in here?
Is that what it's all about?
It's

not

so

bad

Tony,

could

be

worse....

TONY
(doesn't hear)
. . I is that what I worked 'for? With
these hands?
Is that what I killed
for?
For this?
(turns his gaze
stonily on Elvira)
A junkie??? I gotta fucking junkie for
a wife? Who never eats nothing, who
wakes up with a quaalude, who sleeps
all day with black shades on, who won't
fuck me 'cause she's in a coma!

Tony,

(gently)

you're

drunk.
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CONTINUED - 3

173

TONY
...is this how it ends? And I
thought I was a winner? Fuck it
man, I can't even have a fucking kid
with her, her womb's so polluted, I
can't even have a fucking little
baby!
Elvira reacts -- wanting to kill.
She gets up and dumps
her plate filled with food on him.
Slop drips all over him.
You

sonufabitch!

ELVIRA
You fuck!

They got a black tie audience now. The waiter tipping

around to clean up the mess.
Tony slowly wiping the food
off
himself.
ELVIRA
How dare you talk to me like that!
You call yourself a man! What makes
you so much better than me, what do
you do? Deal drugs? Kill people?
Oh that's just wonderful Tony -- a
real contribution to human history.
You want a kid. What kind of father
do you think you'd make, Tony? What
kind of stories are you going to
tell the kid before he goes to sleep
at night? You going to drive him to
school in the mornings, Tony? You
really think you're still going to
be alive by the time he goes to
school, Tony? You're dreaming, Tony,
you're dreaming!
The
the

audience
faces of

Tony

acidly
Sit

is hushed, involved, the camera moving over

Vie and his rich friends.
quiet, looks
down

before

around
TONY
I kill

at

the

people,

back

you.

ELVXRA
* . . You think of yourself as a husband,
too, Tony.
But did you ever stay
home without having six of your goons
around all the time? I have Nick the
Pig as a friend? What kind of life
is that Tony? What kind of life is
that?
CONTINUED

to

her.

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CONTINUED - 4

173
ELVIRA
softer

(Cont'd)

(in a
tone)
Oh Tony don't you see? Don't you
see what we've become? We're losers,
honey, we're not winners, we're
losers....
Silence.
Tony's fury has passed.
So has Elvira's.
There's
this awkwardness all of a sudden like two actors who forgot
their lines.
TONY
(softly)
Go on, get a cab home,
(to Manny)
Manny.

you're

stoned.

ELVIRA
I'm
not
stoned
Tony. You're
No,
stoned.
You're so stoned you don't
even know it.
All

right

Come

I'm

TONY
stoned.

Manny.

(rising, trying
to put his arm
on Elvira)
on, baby.

ELVIRA
no you stay right there Manny,
Im not going home with you...I'm
not going home with anybody. I'm
going home alone...
(staring at Tony)
Im leaving you.
I don't need this
shit anymore.

No,

Pause.
She starts wobbling out. Past the silent
spectators, their eyes moving between her and Tony.
Manny

rises

to

follow.

TONY
Let her go! ..Another guaalude
she'll lpve me again.
Stumbling once, Elvira disappears
eyes follow her.
Pause.

out

and
the

door.

Tony's

..

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CONTINUED - 5

173

The whole room is watching him sitting there covered with

food, the silence cathedral.
He stands, wiping at the food
and throwing several hundred dollar bills on the table,
then looks up angrily at the staring millionaires.
TONY
You're all assholes. You know why?
'Cause none of you got the guts to be
what you want to be.
He wobbles
shakes him

against
loose.

the

table.

Manny

tries

to

help.

Tony

TONY
You need people like me so you can
point your fingers and say 'hey
there's the bad guy!'
So what does
that make you? Good guys? Don't
kid yourselves. You're no better'n
me. You just know how to hide -and how to lie. Me I don't have
that problem.
I always tell the
truth -- even when I lie.
He

starts

out,

staggers.

TONY
So say good night to the bad guy...
You're never gonna see a bad guy
like me again.
He walks out, proud, Manny bringing up the rear. The room
is empty for a beat -- an extended beat, the stage without
its star -- and then the audience begins to buzz with horror
and delight.
CUT
174

TO

EXT. GUITERREZ' STREET - NEW YORK - NIGHT

f-74

A quiet East Eighties street. Two rich-looking male lovers

stroll past with their dog. A moment of silence. Tony
moves into frame.
Behind him, the Shadow (Alberto) moves towards a sedan
parked along the curb, carrying an airline bag. Be slips
under the car.
Tony
135

looks:

ERNIE
down the street at the
traffic, signals okay.

17:
intersection

of

the

avenue,

surveying

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--d--

CHI-CHI

176

waits

in

Tony,

feeling everything's okay, does .a nervous, quick

paces next to the vehicle the Shadow disappeared

snort,
under.

Tony's

sedan

double-parked

down

the

block.

Ground level -- the Shadow, using a pen flashlight, removes

the bomb from the bag. With subtly inexorable music, the
camera frames and moves on the bomb -- wired, soldered,
taped -- a malignant centipede in the long agile fingers of
the Shadow, who delicately presses a tester. A glass
button on the bomb now flashes red at soothing intervals as
the Shadow winds a roll of black tape from the bomb to an
axle of the car.

177

ERNIE
si-gnals.

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170

TONY
sees

178
it.

A cop car comes cruising off the avenue up the street,

towards us,
Ground level -- the Shadow continues to wind his black tape
trying to secure the bomb as tight as possible.
Tony

hurries

to

the

car,

bends

down.

TONY
Psst!
The

Shadow

douses

(Spanish)
La Jara!
it

and

Apaga.
freezes

in

position.

Tony looks up just as the cop car pulls alongside, the

passenger cop, a female, noticing him, saying something to
.
her partner who eases the car to a halt.
Tony

hurries

out

into

the

street,

taking

the

initiative.

TONY
Hey officer, uh you haven't seen a
little dog have you, a little white
poodle, it's around here somewhere?
Jesus my kid's gonna go crazy when
he hears I lost 'im.
Oh boy am I
gonna be in trouble.
FEMALE COP
Why don't you check the ASPCA
They handle that stuff....

okay?

TONY
The ASPCA? What's that?.. Jesus,
that's not the place where they chop
these dogs up is it?
FEMALE COP
(in a hurry)
Look it up in the Yellow Pages
buddy.
(signal to her partner,
they drive off)

okay,

Tony looks at them go, takes another snort,

the car, bangs on the hood several times.
TONY
Hey smiley, come on outta
you're under arrest!

walks

there,
CONTINUED

over

to

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CONTINUED

17E

Pause.
The Shadow, unsmiling, appears
gun drawn, glowing with perspiration.
a joke, his eyes blaze at Tony.

What

SHADOW
(Spanish)
the fuck you doing!

Hey

TONY
(winks)
that was close, hunh?

from
When

under the car.

he realizes it's

CUT
179

EXT. GUITERREZ'

180

INT.

TO

STREET - NEW YORK - DAY - EARLY NEXT MORNING 175

(Xl
Ernie, Chi-Chi, and the Shadow huddle cold and uncomfortable
in the sedan, waiting -- eating pizzas and drinking beers.
The morning has come down ice cold.
PHONE

BOOTH

- NEW

At the phone booth up

eyed -- is rapping on

YORK
the
the

DAY

18(

corner, Tony -phone.

unshaven,

bleary-

TONY
...Yeah, _ yeah...nah,
nah...you
tell
_
Sheffield keep
his nose out of it,
there's not gonna be no trial, I got
everything under control, yeah...Have
you heard from Elvira?
He
up
181

waits, hangs up,

the phone again,

INT.
In

TONY'S

the

NEW

YORK

sedan, the

snorts
starts
SEDAN

Shadow

some more,
dialing.
-

INT.

PHONE

impatient.

He picks

DAY

peers

over,

SHADOW
(Spanish)
What the fuck's he doing
sonufabitch....
182

(X

18:
angry,

now!

at

Tony.

That

BOOTH - NEW YORK r DAY

In the booth, Tony, snorting

and forth as the phone rings
picks up,

(X

18;

another nostril, moves back

at the other end.
Finally she
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182

CONTINUED
ELVIRA'S

'---'

VOICE

Yes?
TONY
Hello baby, how's Baltimore?..hey
look Elvie, I been thinkin' 'bout us,
you know and....

182
(Xl

(Xl

The phone goes dead.

Furious he slams it back down, stalks
back out to the sidewalk.

(Xl

183

OMITTED

184

INT. TONY'S SEDAN - DAY

183
(X)
184

He gets in the driver'6 seat.

The Shadow's next to him
with the radio transmitter, Chi-Chi, in the back.
Tony,
seemingly unaffected by the weather, reaches for an open
pint of ice cream, starts eating it with a plastic spoon.
He alternates ice cream with coke through the scene;the
dashboard of the car cluttered with cartons of half-eaten
Chinese food.

(Xl

The Shadow, disgusted with all this mess, restrains himself,

staring out at the street with a hate-filled expression,
saying nothing.
CHI-CHI
(concerned)
Everything okay Tony?
TONY
Yeah roses. Where is this fuckin'
I don't got all day to piss
WY?
away.
Probably
Jeezus

185

CHI-CHI
fucking
his wife.
(eating pizza)
it's cold.

THEIR POINT OF VIEW THROUGH TONY'S WINDSHIELD - DAY

The door of the
there's increasing
pedestrians.

brownstone. No movement.
Though now
traffic on the street and passing

TONY
. . . we oughta shoot him when he comes
out the door, save a lotta bullshit.

185

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INT. TONY'S SEDAN - DAY

1BE
CHI

What's so important
anyway?
What's he

-CHI
about this guy
a Communist?

(Xl

TONY
(snorting
through
his mouth)
Nah he's no Communist. He's a kinda
symbol, that's what he is.
What

the

fuck's

CHI-CC1
that mean

--

(Xl

symbol?

TONY
It's like when you die, your life
meant something to somebody, y'know?
It wasn't like you just lived it for
yourself, but you did something for
the rest of the human race too....
Tony snorts
mirror.

another

line

-- seen

(nods his
somberly)

through

the

rearview

CHI-CHI
head

Yeah?
TONY
With my name
Me, I wanna die fast.
written in lights all over the sky.
Tony Montana. He died doin' it.
CHI-CHI
Whatcha talking 'bout Tony,
ain't gonna die.

you

TONY
(doesn't
hear him)
...So I'll end up in a coffin. So
what? The cockroach fires the bullet's
gonna end up in a coffin just like me.
But I lived better when I was here.
And that's what counts.
Pause.

Ernie,

TONY
(nervous,
to Ernie)
what time?
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143

CONTINUED

18f
ERNIE

Ten

to.
TONY
(opening
his door)
gotta call Manny.

He starts out the door.

preemptory Spanish.

The

Shadow

barks

out

something

in

SHADOW

(Spanish)
down!

Sit

TONY

Hey, you
you,...
Tony,

187

STREET - DAY

Tony

around,

Tony

looks
coming
gets

THROUGH

out

tell

me

what

to

do,

CHI-CHX
coming!

he's

EXT. MATOS'

Matos

188

don't

18

sees:

the

door,

briefcase

in

hand.

back in the car.

TONY'S WINDSHIELD - DAY

16

Matos gets into his sedan a quarter block down from his
front door.

189

1E

INT. TONY'S SEDAN - DAY

Tony

staring.

The Shadow, most excited of all, like a panther that

spotted his prey, eyes alive for the first time.

190

just

THROUGH TONY'S WINDSHIELD - DAY

Matos sits there
brownstone.

warming

up

his

1s
car,

looking

back

at

the

144

#00766
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191

XNT. TONY'S SEDAN - DAY

SHADOW

(Spanish,
excited)
...The UN -- right in front of it.
In the daylight. That's the way
they want it.
Tony breaks open a fresh vial.
TONY
(English)
Hey okay I don't give a shit where,
okay, you can blow him up when you
like okay, just tell me okay -- when
you like.
The chatter comes out jagged, irritating the Shadow who
doesn't understand Tony's English anyway.
(Spanish;
Chi-Chi)

SHADOW
to

What's he saying! You tell him stay

inside thirty metres of the ca,r okay
-- no more you just stay inside
thirty metres.
TONY
(English)
Hey okay I heard you the the first
time. One time okay. Just tell me
one time.
(snorts)
SHADOW
(Spanish)
I tell you thirty metres okay!
understand, madre de dios, why
hop-head is driving!

You
this

CHI-CHI
Okay,

okay.
TONY

(English)
Okay, okay, cool it willya all right.
192

19

THROUGH TONY'S WINDSHIELD - DAY

Mates

pulls his car out

of the

parking space.

Tony puts his car in gear, prepares to pull

out when:

CONTINUED

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145

CONTINUED
Matos
front

19

stops his
door.

car,

backs

up

-- in

the

direction

of

his

TONY
What

193

Matos

comes

INT.

TONY'S

the

to

SEDAN

What's
194

--halt,
-

double-parked,

honks.

DAY

19

T O N Y
(to Chi-Chi)
he doing? Where's he

going?

MATOS' BROWNSTONE - SIDEWALK - DAY

19

The wife opens the door, steps out -- followed, moments

later, by two schoolchildren, books in hand. Matos waves
to them to come along.
195

INT. TONY'S SEDAN - DAY

Tony

looks

astonished,

is.
back

at

Chi-Chi.

TONY
What the fuck!
You said the
took em in the other car.
She did
fuck=
196

CHI-CHI
boss.
She did it
day, I swear!

wife

every

THROUGH TONY'S WINDSHIELD - DAY

19r

The two children are now climbing in the back of Matos

sedan, the wife getting into the pasenger seat. They drive
off.
197

INT.

TONYS SEDAN - DAY

Tow, upset now,

the Shadow.

19:

goes to his vial, snorts, turns sharply to

TONY
Hey Chico, no fuckin' way!
No wife,
no kids! We hit this fuckin' guy we
hit him alone okay.
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CONTINUED

19;
SHADOW
_ (Spanish)
No! Mr. Sosa says we do it now.
We do it. Co
-0

He has the strength of a born psychopath, brooking no other

reality but his own. He stares a hole through Tony who
gives way to his intensity, going into a slow angry burn at
himself, putting the sedan in gear and going after Matos,
muttering to himself.
...aw
fuck
asshole!
Chi-Chi,
198

in

the

TONY
this, this

back, looks

on

fuckin'
worried.

(X

NEW YORK STREETS - DAY - FOLLOWING MATOS'

through

Manahattan,

towards

the

SEDAN

191

UN.

The Shadow making the final adjustments on his decoder. He

now sticks a key in it. A red light pulses at intervals.
Tony, driving, glances, the
does another giant snort.

tension

building

in

him,

he

Matos' sedan, swerving out into traffic to pass a car, has

a near collision with an insane bus driver and has to brake
suddenly, angling into a deep pothole, shaking the car and
honking angrily after the bus.
The Shadow goes nuts, peering
the bomb came loose.

over

the

dashboard

to

see

SHADOW
(to
himself,
Spanish)
Madre de dios, my bomb! -- don't you
fuckin' fall, my little baby!
Perspiration
Tony

also

starting
feels

the

to

break

sweat

out

coming

on

his

forehead.

on.

TONY
(muttering)
...this is fuckin' crazy, man, this
is sloppy doing it this way, you
don't do it like this....
..._.

He

hcinks

furiously at a cab that tries to cut him off.

if

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147

INT. TONY'S SEDAN

- DAY

Tony,

the

intense

at

199

wheel,

sneezing,

his

nose

running.

SHADOW

(equally tense,
in Spanish)
You're losing them! There!
That
street, they go that street!
TONY
I see im!

I see 'im!

SHADOW

(Spanish)
metres! Thirty metres! Go!

Thirty
Go!

TONY
up!

Shut the fuck

Honking

like

madman

and

accelerating

TONY
...what am I doing? What the
am I doing here?...
200

past

truck....

fuck

THROUGH TONY'S WINDSHIELD - DAY

20(

sedan pulling off at 47th and Second Avenue heading

the United Nations building which now appears at the
of the street.

Matos

for
end
201

INT.

TONY'S

SEDAN

DAY

20:

SHADOW

The
Tony

Okay,
Easy.
decoder.

His

202

Right

here.

snorts.

...Aw
The

(Spanish)
now...now.
Easy!

Shadow

in

TONY
(muttering)
fuck
you, you
stark

fuckin'

vulture....

profile.

finger depresses the first key of the decoder.

UNDER MATOS' CAR - DAY

The

bomb

-- pulsing

red

20;

light.

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204

THROUGH

TONY'S

WINDSHIELD - DAY

20:

The Gutierrez sedan pulls off the sidestreet into the thick
of First Avenue traffic -- approaching the striking facade
of the United Nations.

(Xl

INT.

204

The

TONY'S
Shadow

SEDAN
is

in

DAY

full

sweat.

SHADOW
(Spanish)
...okay, okay, nice 'n' easy...at the
corner... when he pulls up at the corner.
His

finger

Chi-Chi

hovering

in

the

back, leaning

bomb

-- jarred

by

-a

forward

key

of

across

Jesus

the
the

decoder.

tx:

seat.

Christ!

bump,

pulsing

red

20!
(X

light.

THROUGH TONY'S WINDSHIELD - DAY

Gutierrez' sedan inches
eases along the curb.

207

second

UNDER GUTIERREZ' CAR - DAY

The

206

the

TON?
(muttering)
kids in the car,

Two
205

around

INT..

TONY'S

Tony honking
to a climax

SEDAN

its

way

201
out

of

the

traffic

and

DAY

20'

his way through

with himself.

traffic

after

them,

building

TONY
(muttering)
...bunch of fuckin' vultures. You
don't have the guts to look 'im in
the eye when you kill him, you gotta
hide, you fuckin' vulture.
Honk,

honk.
sHliDow
Shut

(X

up!

CHI-CHI
(suddenly panicked)
He's gonna get out! Hurry UP,
the fuck up!

hurry
CONTINUED

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11/2/82

__ -.

207

CPNTINUED

,f

20'
TONY
(ignoring all
the commotion)
. * . makes you feel good, hunh?
Killing the wife and the kids. Big
man.
Well fuck you! What do you
think I am? You think I'd kill two
kids and a woman. Well fuck
that!
I don't need that shit in my life.

His face twisted in agony, he reaches down and snaps his

Baretta free from his ankle holster. He swings it around
sharply, levelling it on the Shadow.
TONY
motherfucker!
The Shadow glances over at Tony, astonished. Tony pumps
two shots point-blank into him, blowing his face off and
smashing him against the door of the moving sedan, blood
and brains splattering the windows and the seat covers.
Oh Jesus Christ!
What the....

CHI-CHI
Jesus Christ!

Tony swerving the sedan back across the Avenue, the traffic
around them honking and moving along at its normal pace as
the Shadow's body slumps down out of sight, another Monday
morning traffic accident with blood and brains splattered
up against a passenger window and nobody really sees...
except a six-year-old girl in an adjacent vehicle; she
wonders momentarily, then dismisses it.
TONY
(continuing
to mutter)
...so what'd you think I was, hunh?
A fucking
worm like you!
I told you
don't fuck with me!
I told you no
kids!
You shoulda listened to me you
stupid fuck!
CUT TO
208

OMITTED

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l/18/83

EXT. JFK AIRPORT - THAT NIGHT

Planes

210

150
(Xl

INT.

205

roaring.
JFK

AIRPORT

21c

Chi-Chi waiting in a busy lounge covering Tony on the phone;

Tony's still wearing the same clothes with patches of blood
on them.
Ernie?

TONY
Where the fuck you been?

I had a
go okay,
Puck
been

ERNIE'S
VOICE
delivery. Tow, everything
whatsa ---

T O N Y
no?
Where the hell's Manny? I
calling all over.

ERNIE'S VOICE.
I don't know, Tony. He's been gone
last couple of days. Didn't say
nothing.
TONY
What!
Where!
I left that sunufabitch
in charge! What the hell is going
on here, can't 1 trust anybody
anymore.
ERNIE'S VOICE
I don't know, Tony, he just took
off, y'know, he didn't say nothing...
you all right?
TONY
No, I'm not all right.
I'm pissed
off!
And when I 'get there I'm gonna
kick some ass all over the fuckin'
place!
When

you

coming

ERNIE'S VOICE
back, Tony?
TONY

Tonight!
(repeating
to himself)
Where the hell is that cocksucker?
I can't trust nobody no more. You
think just 'cause I'm a nice guy....
ERNIE'S VOICE
Uh, Tony, your mama called.
Gina's
gone.
She got to see you right .away.

CONTINUED

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CONTINUED
210

TONY
Gina's gone? Where!
Oh fuck!..Tell
her 1'11 be there tonight.
Okay?
ERNIE'S

VOICE

Right.
TONY
(about to hang
up, pauses)
uh -- how 'bout Elvie -ERNIE'S
(a

did

she

call?

VOICE

beat)

No.
TONY
Yeah, okay, okay...listen if she
calls, tell her I love her, okay?
ERNIE'S
Yeah, okay
Tony hangs up. A
another spoon and

VOICE

Tony.

moment of despair.
snaps back.

Then

he

CUT
211

TO

EXT. AIRPORT - NIGHT

Plane

taking

211

off.
CUT

212

snorts

TO

EXT. TONY'S MANSION - THAT NIGHT

212

Tony drives up in a white Corniche (the red Jaguar having

been shot to shreds earlier in Lopez's attempt on Tony's
life) with Chi-Chi, jumps out in the same bloodstained
clothes, rushes in.
213

INT.

TONY'S

Ernie

meets

MANSION
them

at

the

NIGHT

213

door.
TONY

Hear

from

Manny?

ERNIE
No Tony. Your mama called again.
She gotta see you. And Sosa's been
ringing every half-hour on the eleven
line.
Tony, he sounds pissed, he....
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CONTINUED

213
TONY
Yeah, yeah, yeah...Chi-Chi, get
on the line.
In the office.

Chi-Chi

goes.
What

Ernie

him

shakes

about

his

Elvie

head.

TONY
--

anything?

TONY
You keep trying Manny.
cocksucker, you hear, I
Okay?

I need that
need him here!

ERNIE
Right,

214

Tony.

Tony

stalks

off, towards

INT.

TONY'S

OFFICE

his

office.
214

Amid his computer space games and half-dozen televisions

and
stereos, Tony picks up the ringing phone.
Yeah?

Hi.

TONY
Mami.

Her voice on the phone sounds

The other phone is ringing.
hysterical and angry. Not really listening, Tony breaks
open a new vial, pours the entire vial of coke out across
the desk into a thick quarter-moon pattern. He snorts.
Chi-Chi signals he's got Sosa on the other line.
TONY
(into the phone)
Yeah, all right.
I hear you. No
I'll be there!
problem, okay.
He hangs up,
The telephone

snorts, then pushes the button Chi-Chi

should be the latest in gimmickry.

* . . so
Pause.
cold.

whaddaya

indicates.

TONY
say Alex?

The voice at the other end is very controlled, very

So

what

happened

SOSA'S
Tony?

VOICE
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Rev. l/18/83

CONTINUED

214

TONY

(casual)
Oh

we

had

some

problems.
SOSA'S

Yeah

VOICE

Iheard.
TONY

How'd

you

hear?

SOSA'S VOICE
'Cause our friend gave a speech today
at the UN.
He wasn't supposed to
give that speech.
TONY
(shrugs)
Yeah, well, your guy Albert0 was a
piece of shit, he didn't do what I
said so I cancelled his fuckin'
contract.
Pause

at

the

other

end.

SOSA'S VOICE
e . . M-y partners and I are pissed off.
TONY
Hey Alex, no big deal.
plenty other 'Albertos'.
deliver the goods next

There' 8
so I'll
month.

SOSA'S VOICE
(suddenly
angry
and letting
Tony know)
No!
We can't do that. They found
Fiat was under the car, Tony. And
our friend's got security now UP the
ass. And the heat's coming down hard
onme and my partners.
There's not
gonna be a next time.
You blew it,
you fuckin' dumb
cocksucker!
TONY
Hey, you don't talk to
Who do you --SQSA S
(simultaneous)
I told you a long time
fuckin' monkey, not to
_-

Tony holding the mouthpiece

at it like it was a face.

me

like

that!

VOICE
ago,
fuck

away from

you little
me and....
his

ear

and

CONTINUED

talking

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coNTINuED

214

TONY
Who the fuck you think you're
talkin' to, hunh! Whatta you think
I am? Your fuckin' slave! You don't
tell me what to do, Sosa.
You ' re
shit!
You want a war, you got it?
Slams

the

phone
The

down.

fucking

TONY
nerve of

In the cavernous silence of

to another line of coke.

the

that

guy!

room,

he

listlessly
CUT

215

turns

TO

EXT. MIAMI STREETS - NIGHT

(X)
(Xl
215

Tony in the backseat in his white Corniche staring straight

ahead.
Ernie driving, Chi-Chi with him.
216

EXT. MOTHER'S HOUSE - SOUTHWEST MIAMI - NIGHT

The bulletproof white Corniche pulls up, Ernie and Chi-Chi
getting out first, checking the street, Tony following
quickly.
TONY
(to
Chi-Chi)
You try Manny again.
minutes.
He

hurries

towards

the

house.

Gimme

five

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217

INT. MOTHER'S HOUSE - NIGHT

21:

Mama is angry and ravaged with worry, made weaker than

previously, as if overhelmed by events.
. she got
don't tell
follow her
this fancy

a place of her own, she

me where. One day I
in a taxi.
She goes into
house in Coconut Grove.

TONY
The Grove? Where'd she get that
kinda money?
You ! You were giving her the money,
what do you think -- don't you see
what you do to her, don't you....
TONY
I never gave her that kinda money.

(XJ

Yes, you did! One time one. thousand.

dollars you gave her!...

(Xl

TONY
Mama, was there a guy with hex?

(Xl

I don't know, there was this other car

in the driveway.
I know if I went in
there, she'd kill me, she's like you,
she....
Tony's face filling with the old wrath, he grips his mother
by the shoulders.
TONY
Where's this house, tell me!
Citrus
Four hundred something.
Four hundred nine. You
Drive.
gotta talk to her Tony, she don't
She says to
listen to me anymore.
me 'Shut up! Mind your own business.'
Exactly like you do to me. Ever
since you come back, she's been
getting thiseway.
He turns to leave but she clings to his arm.
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(X)

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217

2nd

Rev. U/22/82

CONTINUED

21:
Don't you see what you do to her?
Don't you see? Why do you have to
hurt everything you touch, why do
you....

No!
Not

TONY
(shakes himself
loose, turns on her)
You know why she left, Mama?
'cause of me.
'Cause of you

Me?
TONY
Yeah, it's you drove her nuts with
your nagging and bitchin'.
(interrupZ$)
Nagging and bitchin'?
I only demand
a little respect and dignity in this
house, is that why I am nagging and
bitchin'?
TONY
(continuing)
...and you did the same thing to
me.
I wasn't this, I wasn't that -never good enough for you.
I never
felt nothing from you, Mama -nothing!
(interrup=)
...because I was putting food on the
table, because I suffered for both
of you....

First time I
were you?. . .
Where

was

TONY
ever needed

you,

where

I?

TONY
...when I was in that Army jail in
Cuba, rotting my ass off, not once.
I hadda come out into the fuckin'
streets to find out my mother and my
sister are gone from my house, they
left the country not one word, one
letter, that's
right.Where wereyou?
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CONTINUED - 2

217

( interrupzg )
You ! ..sin
verguenza.
From the time
you were five, you gave me heartbreak
and humiliation and shame....
TONY
That's right! That's
did you expect!,.,

right.

(X)

What

(interrupFg)
.that's what you brought into this
i&use.
If I were to listen to you,
you would convert my house into your
gangster headquarters....

TONY
.What do you expect now? To be
iAed:,
You got no love in you, Mama.
What do you think Papi left for? And
Gina? At least I didn't walk around
with my head hanging down between my
legs my whole fuckin' life.
Like Papi
-- like the way you made Papi feel.
I made something outta my life. I'm
somebody and I'm proud of it.
(interrup=)
Somebody?
You're proud? You're a
(Escoria!)
nothing. You're an animal!

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Tony storms out of the door as Mama pursues.

God help me, what have I done to you?

You were a beautiful baby.
I used to
watch you sleep.
So beautiful. How?
How, Dies Santo, did you become such
a monster, such an ugly little monster....
As

if
218

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Tony slams the door, we hold a beat on her face -- as

she had finally answered her own questions.

EXT. MOTHER'S HOUSE

218

Tony stomps into his white Corniche, Ernie discreetly

closing the door and getting in with Chi-Chi as Mama rips
open her door in b.g. and stands there staring from the
doorway -- weeping and staring across the dark. Tony
takes a strong hit of coke. The car Whistles
off.
CUT

TO

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EXT.

HOUSE - COCONUT GROVE - THAT NIGHT

Tony in the backseat of the Corniche

the house from across the curb.
It's
not calling attention to itself.

21'

with Chi-Chi studies

quiet, rich, suburban,
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CONTINUED

21

Tony, seething, snorts another line of coke laid out on the

crystal bar dividing the backseat, and rewed, goes.
TONY
(to Chi-Chi)
Wait here.
He approaches the front door, listening, the hand sliding
into his pocket.
Inside a wistful Billy Joel song plays
over the stereo. He rings a buzzer, waits.
Hold

the pause. The door opens casually. Standing

is Manny -- with a towel around his waist.

Tony?

there

(surprised)
. -

Tony stares, stunned.

Gina now comes into view behind Manny -- in a bathrobe, a
big smile of welcome for her brother.
GINA
Tony!
(eyes suddenly
moving downward
in alarm)
Tony with his Baretta pointed at Max-my, his expression
filled with loathing.
Manny smiles easily and shrugs, the gesture drawing Tony
over the edge.
Hey Tony, c'mon

we

was....

The gun fires.

GINA
Tony! No!
Tony fires a second time.
Manny slowly slumps downward against the doorjamb, eyes on
Tow, terribly surprised.
Tony holds the gun, staring down, separated from himself.
Manny lies at his feet, dead.
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CONTINUED - 2

2:

GINA
Manny!
She goes
him.

down

to

her

knees,

stunned out of her mind, shakes

GINA
Manny!

She looks UP, insanely, at Tony, her eyes huge with

disbelief.
GINA
You
Shaking

her

killed
head

him?

at

him

incredulously.

GINA
We got married just yesterday. We
were gonna surprise you.
Tony stands there, doubly

stunned

by

GINA
Manolo, oh Manolo, what'd
What'd he do?

the
he

She hugs his corpse tightly to her

horrible strangled sounds with her

Tony,
here.
Come
Suddenly

she

on
goes

on.

CHI-CHI
We gotta

do?..

breast and
throat.

Chi-Chi hurrying up to Tony, worried

shooting.
Ernie follows.
come

news.

get

makes

somebody's seen the

out

of

(to Gina)
baby...Gina!
berserk.
GINA

Noooooooooooo!
And shoving Chi-Chi aside, launches herself on Tony,
screaming incoherently like a madwoman, trying to kill
him.
She beats him around the head, the chest, scratches
furrows of flesh from his face. He stands there, oblivious,
numbed.
Chi-Chi and Ernie have a demon on their hands.
They manage
. at last to yank her off Tony, kicking and continuing to
scream.

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160

EXT. NANNY'S HOUSE - NIGHT

Lights

coming

on

in

the

22
houses

around

the

neighborhood.

Chi-Chi and Ernie, desperate now, drag her forcefully along

the pavement into the Corniche.
She continues to scream.

Get
Tony,
The

back
eyes

Chi-Chi

ERNIE
(to
Chi-Chi)
the body!

at
of

runs

the

door,

Manolo
back,

looks

staring
grabs

down

again.

sightlessly.

Tony.
CHI-MI

Tony!
Pulls

him.

Tony

snaps

out

of

it.

TONY
Yeah!
He

goes.

Chi-Chi

lifting

Nanny's

body,

hauling

it.

Tony getting into the Corniche, Ernie pinning Gina against

the front seat. Chi-Chi propping MaMy into the driver's
seat with him. The car roars away.
The camera closing on Gina as she looks through the glass
partition of the Corniche, .at the slumped head of MaMy in
f.g. I the music surging unexorably.
MaMy!..Manny!

GINA'
No!
CUT

221

EXT.

TONY'S

Corniche

MANSION

It goes roaring
gravel flying.

.__ -.

22:

MIAMI STREETS - NIGHT

The white
hell.

222

TO

by

whistles

GROUNDS
the

by

front

like

THAT
gate

hearse

heading

for

22;

NIGHT
and

up

the

driveway,

The camera curving to reveal two sedans inching up the

shadowed street, towards us, their lights out. T h e
cars
stop.
Eight men emerge silently, blending into the shadows.
of the trees.

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INT. TONY'S MANSION - NIGHT

across his face, strides through the front
door into the marble foyer.
Another Marielito is waiting
for them at the door.

22

Tony, scratches

(X

Ernie and Chi-Chi are almost carrying Gina, who is numb

with shock.
CHI-.cHI
What do we do with her Tony?
TONY
Do what? Where? Put her upstairs.
Put her in my bedroom.
(to Gina)
It'll be all right, pussycat, you'll
see everything'11 be okay, I'll take
care of you....

224
.

She looks up at him through her stupor and spits in his

face.
Chi-Chi and Ernie pull her away -- as Tony stares,
upset but passive.
They trundle her up the stairs. Tony
turns and walks away.

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INT. TONY'S OFFICE - NIGHT

224

A haze of coke rises off the

'Tony slumps on -his couch.
velvet like a snow scene painting on a Christmas card.
Oblivious to the dust, he cuts open a fresh plastic kilo
'bag of coke and spreads the entire pound out across the
black marble coffee table.
Ernie

and

Chi-Chi

come

in.

CHI-CHI
We got some pills into her, she's
cooling down.
Tony pays
of coke.

no

attention, Ernie and Chi-Chi noticing the pile

Flashing his silver tooter, Tony snorts a truly giant

amount in a large pendular swing of his elbow across the
length of coffee table.
Pause

..

as he

lets it sink in.

CHI-CHI
(worried)
Boss, what we gonna do now?
TONY
Do? We're gonna war that's what we
We go&Z-eat Sosa for
gonna do.
breakfast.
We're gonna close that
fucker
down.
CONTINUED

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CONTINUED
Ernie

224

and

Chi-Chi

sharing

look.

(Xl

CHI-CHI
(eyeing
the coke)
Hey Tony, why don't you go easy on
that stuff, hunh?
Tony looks
Ernie, a
follows.
Tony

up at him, focuses.
little

starts

scared

on

another

of

him

trek

The
now,

along

eyes
turns

the

are

uncompromising.

away.

coffee
CUT

225

(Xl

Chi-Chi
table.

TO

EXT. TONY'S MANSION GROUNDS - LATER THAT NIGHT

The
A

Bengal

tiger

monsoon-like

The

monkeys

The

paces

wind

listen

lamingoes

his

blows

spot,

through

225

restless.
the

trees

on

the

estate.

quietly.

flutter.

. . . Then there's a burst of loud music from the stereo

speakers on the balcony -- a Billy Joel song, something
smooth and easy about the high times and how fast they
go...
. . . and we
doors and
estate.

(X)

see Tony, in long shot, throw open the terrace

stagger out onto the balcony, overlooking his

...
On a closer angle, we track him to the edge of the
balustrade.
He's done so much coke now he's practically
catatonic; staggering and muttering to himself.
TONY
(insensate)
. . . Jesus fuckin' Christ whatsa matter
with me, get a hold of y'self now
these cocksuckers gonna run over you
let 'em try I bury the cocksuckers....
His point of view -- panning his estate. The dark emptiness
The wind rustling the treetops. Tony
echoes back at him.
shaking his head at himself, He starts to cry!
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CONTINUED

22

TONY

...Ooooh fuck Manny, how the fuck

did I do that? How the fuck!..oh
Manny, Manny.. .you were there for
me, you were the one, Manny, you
understood, always understood...
well what the hell happened, hunh?
What the hell happened to us?...
In far b-g. now, behind Tony, on the video monitors
in his office we see:
The main gate and guard shack -- a Marielito crosses into
view, checks the gate, turns.
Suddenly two figures spring
out at him. One of them garrotting the Marielito. He
struggles.
Another monitor now reveals two more figures moving into
the interior of the guard shack. They knife the other
Marielito
A

third

monitor.

carries

another

image

of

shadows

moving

through the trees on the estate.

On the balcony, Tony is oblivious to it all, spent, almost
incoherent.
TONY
...I said to you, Manny, I said I
never go crazy and you said, I would
you sonofabitch and you was right...
those were the good days hunh, we
was crazy back in those days, we'd
do anything, you and me, we was on
the way up, nobody nothing coulda
stopped us cause we were the best hunh
--

the

fucking

best....

As

Tony turns and starts back through the terrace doors

into his study, the camera glides around to a view of a

hook flying up and catching the balustrade.

starts climbing up as:

A shadow

TONY

...we still are Manny, we still are

-- see, I'm gonna wipe out all them
fuckers out there, I'm gonna run the
market, I'm gonna be King Cocaine
you hear me, you buy you buy from me
-- Tony Montana. Covers of all the
magazines.

Fan

mail.

Television

stars, movie stars, shooting

-- he's a star....

stars

(X

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MANSION

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OFFICE

226

As he crosses into his office, the

Gina standing there half-dressed in
blazing with hatred.
Tony

sees

She steps
brother.

the

reveal
her eyes

forward, offering her body almost naked to her

this

what

GINA
you want

Tony?...

shocked.
GINA
You can't stand another man
me.
So you want me Tony, is
Well here I am 0-T

She

doorway,

her.

Is
Tony

camera moves to

fires

the

Baretta

we

now

see

in

her

touching
that it?
hand.

The bullet grazes Tony in the leg, snapping him from his
catatonia
as he goes reeling across the floor behind his
desk.
She fires again.
Again.
Im all
now.

GINA

yours

Tony,

Im all yours

Bullets ripping into the desk.

She advances, offering
her sex, methodically shooting out the clip at rhythmic
intervals.
GINA
Come and get me Tony.

too

Before

it's

late.

He spins across the run away from the desk, trying to put
distance between them.
She sees him scurrying,. turns, an
expression like a demented angel.
.

GINA
me!

Come on Tony, fuck

Fuck me!

.-

Fuck

me!

Advancing on him, firing. The furniture tearing up, the chair

spilling, television sets and computer toys shattering, Tony
squirming away, hit again in the thigh, shocked, scrambling
Her next shot shatters the
over to the terrace windows.
window and as Tony ducks again to the side, we see outside
onto the terrace behind him:
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CONTINUED

22

A young Columbian punk no more than twenty -- one of the

hitters -- is crouched there, reacting to the broken window.
He
doesn't
hesitate, turning his machine gun on Gina.
Gina is torn to pieces by the firepower -- blown across the
room, spine severed and dead before she hits the floor.
Tony sees it, yells something, in the same instant
swivels to knock the barrel of the machine gun aside.
The punk is taken by surprise, not having seen Tony, and
Tony now runs him backwards across the balcony and hurls
him over the balustrade.
The punk lands in one of the shallow pools on the grounds
at the base of the balcony.
Tony, from above, grabs up the punk's machine gun and
empties the whole clip into the figure thrashing in the
pool below.

Ernie runs into view on the far side of the pool, spots
Tony,

yells

up

Tony,
here!

--they're

ERNIE
everywhere!

Get outta

Ernie suddenly wheels, hit in the face, by a burst of

silencer bullets.
We catch a brief glimpse of Sosa's black aide, the Skull,
moving quickly along the wall of the house -- directly
underneath the balcony on which Tony stands.
Tony, tossing the empty machine gun aside, wildly runs back
into his office to get more guns, crosses to Gina corpse.
It takes him by surprise. He comes to a dead stop, kneels,
looking questioningly in her face.

Hey

me?
was..

TONY
(gently)
Gina come on, you still angry at
I didn't mean to kill Manny, I
.I

was.

Running his hands along her face, trying to rouse her,

gently lifting her eyelids.
Blood's running out of her
mouth in rivers.
CONTINUED

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TONY
Come on Gina, get off the floor.
You're all dirty now, you need a
bath.. .Mami's gonna be angry baby
-- ooh is she gonna be mad at me!..
Come on open your eyes my baby,
open your eyes.. -give me a smile.
There's been a steady pounding and calling now on the door
of the office. Tony finally hears it, looks up, then over
at the monitors.

22f
tx:

(X:

One of them reveals Chi-Chi standing there outside the door

pounding it.
Boss !

Hey boss.

CHI-CHI
Open up!

On the monitor we see Chi-Chi suddenly spin and open fire

down into the foyer. Return fire decimates him. A grenade
goes off, blows him up against the door.
TONY
Cheeee!
He now seems to come out of his catatonia, runs to his
sideboard, hauls out a rocket shoulder-fired rocket
launcher and straps an Uzi across his shoulder. He looks
up at the monitor.
On the monitors, the hitters are now darting across the
foyer and coming up the left and right hand stairs.
Three of them are already huddled outside the door, around
the corpse of Chi-Chi, motioning to-each other, laying a
grenade at the base of the door to blow it out.
Tony loading his rocket, ihtends to beat them to the punch,
talking to himself.
TONY
So you wanna play hunh, say hello
to my little friend here.
Karroooomph!
The rocket tears down the door and blows the Columbian
It sounds like
punks off the landing into the foyer.
Armageddon, one of the hitters screaming, smoke billowing
wildly.
Tony, at the height of his mad glory, steps out at the apex
of the stairs, firing his machine gun and yelling.
CONTINUED

(XI

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c0NT1NuED-

TONY
Whores!
Cowards!
You think you
can kill me with lousy bullets hunh?
He <ires
A

hitter

now.

Left.

tumbles

down

Right.
the

left-hand

stair.
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CONTINUED - 3

22

Another hitter tumbles down the right-hand stair.

TONY

Who you think I am? I kill all you

fuckin' assholes.
I take you all to
fuckin' hell!
Left.

Right

Another hitter
pool below.

drops,

screaming, off the stairs into the

A grenade goes off. Tony is hit again, but keeps on firing

away.
Laughing like a madman.
TONY

You need an army you hear!

to kill me!

An army

Behind him we see the remainder of the pound of cocaine go

up in a burst of wind, whipping around the office in auras
of white.
It is a ghostly effect out of which now appears
the face of the Skull moving from the terrace towards
_
Tony's back with a sawed-off shotgun.
TONY

Ha ha ha ha ha! You whores, you

scum, I piss in your faces !!!! Ha
ha ha ha ha!!
Skull, now inches from Tony's back,
and blows Tony's spine out his belly.

The

pulls

the

trigger

Tony crashes forward over the bannister into the interior

swimming pool below.
He floats quietly face down in the lit blue waters.

As the titles begin their crawl up, the music theme is

expressive salsa with a dash of gaiety.
The camera moving off Tony to catch the reflection of the
lit sculpture on the surface of the still waters.
It says:
"THE WORLD IS YOURS"
And so, for the brief moment, it was.
CONTINUED

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226

CONTINUED - 4

22E

Our camera now distancing itself from the body in the pool,
panning past the dream villa, past the shambles and the
wealth, past the hitters pillaging and looting and drawing
that obscene word "Chivato"

in

blood

on

the

outside

walls,

past the stacks of cash blowing across the floor like

leaves in autumn, with the looters running after it across
the busted door with the tropic wind blowing down Coconut
Grove -- to the Miami skyline across Biscayne Bay
THEEND